The twins and the familiars started watching the Catoblepas slowly turn its body. The moment it did, its beady eyes landed on the meat, its long neck already bending down for its head's reach.
"Do you think it will eat it?" Leonel whispered, "With that pungent smell, I wonder if it will," he added, Zann not talking as his eyes focused on watching the Catoblepas sniffing the meat.
"I didn't think this through," he mumbled, enough for the three to hear with the earphones on them. "If he sniffed them and didn't like it, he may not eat the meat."
"What!?" Aranea exclaimed rather loudly. "Then, what are we to do?!"
"Quiet!" Her twin sister scolded her, "We have yet to see what this big one is about to do before we start to worry!"
"Nngh…"
With them silencing as they felt nervous at the same time, they started holding their breaths as well with how uneasy they were feeling.
