599 599. Mental attacks

The hunger of a magical beast was the feeling that drove most of its life.

The winged creatures that had remained in their sacs after the leader's orders were simply too weak to reach the surface.

Also, due to the peculiar features of their species, they couldn't feed on the other specimens of the pack unless the leaders allowed it.

So, they had been forced to remain in their dormant state for all that time, awakening only when the ground absorbed part of the nutrients contained in their bodies.

Yet, when they saw something that they could eat right in front of their eyes, their hunger exploded.

Low growls began to resound in the underground area as the winged beasts tried to use their feeble forces to come out of their dormant state and break the membrane around them.

Of course, most of them didn't have any remaining power in their limbs, they couldn't even point their claws toward the internal surface of the sacs.

However, there were a few exceptions.