Asking For Help
The following morning, William made some breakfast for himself and Carl, wanting to keep their strength at the peak for the upcoming battle. He wanted to get outside the walls as quickly as possible, but William insisted he eat first, to which Carl had no retort.
Despite how good the food tasted, Carl ate quickly. The aluminum forks made from William's Earth Magic diced apart the omelette into small pieces that were almost inhaled.
"Slow down, you're going to choke." William warned.
"How can I choke? I'm a C- Cough. Cultivator." a piece of food got stuck in Carl's throat as he tried to reply to William. The incident finally convinced him to slow down, swallowing each bite carefully.
William nodded, "Are you nervous?"
Carl swallowed the last bite and shook his head, "How can I be afraid? They're only Golden Core Beasts, more than I've ever seen in my entire life."