This time, the Thunderhawk still didn't sign a contract with Orion.
However, their relationship had grown significantly closer—a small but meaningful step forward.
"I'll give you a gift in return!"
The Thunderhawk spread its wings and soared into the sky.
Half an hour later, it returned, clutching a figure in its sharp talons.
"This impure-blooded creature was wandering around my territory. He must be your enemy!"
Orion smirked and tossed another bottle of Pet Pills to the Thunderhawk.
"Thank you. He is indeed my enemy."
The Thunderhawk let out a few triumphant cries, clearly pleased. To the Thunderhawk, trading an unwelcome intruder for more Pet Pills was an excellent deal.
Thud!
The figure was dropped to the ground, rolling to a stop at Orion's feet.
"If you find more enemies like this, bring them to me. I'll reward you with more treats!"
