For the next couple of minutes, everyone walked around harvesting cores.
The first thing everyone was taught upon becoming a Walker was how to tear monster corpses apart and extract their cores.
Everyone was very busy harvesting cores... and sending glances over to the several Northerns doing the same on the other side of the expanse.
All of them had different expressions on their faces.
"I thought his ability was offense-based. You know, like the black tentacles from earlier?" Hansel voiced, pacing and staring at Northern.
"Did you see the burning light that pierced that monster?" Rafel intoned, bewilderment lighting up in his eyes.
"I didn't really see it. But its force was tremendous—it sent all of us flying away before we could register what was happening."
"Seriously. That was insane. Hans, is this guy even as old as us? And he's already that strong?"