Plough Sea Area.
The glory of the setting sun, shrouded by the arcane force storm stirred up by the Immortal Tide, vaguely revealed the silhouette of five different dragon pets cultivating at the heart of the storm.
"Roar." (So boring.)
The Gluttonous Beast yawned, a look of boredom on its face as it swallowed a roasted lamb thigh, bones and all, without even bothering to chew.
Indeed, food always tasted best when there were others to compete with for it.
Without the Star Frog, reincarnated as a malicious spirit, snatching food at its side, dining had lost its appeal.
"Woo."
The End Abyss wasn't as finicky as the Gluttonous Beast, its mouth constantly moving.
But more than the delicacy in its mouth, it yearned to taste the various beasts deep within the Plough Sea Area.
"Mew." (Don't mess around.)
As if seeing through the End Abyss's thoughts, Daphne withdrew her gaze from David Jones and then bit at the air.
"???"
