"F...For you, little one." Robus beckoned Cyra to eat the scattered souls of the bison that he had just defeated. He knew from Blake's and Vera's explanation that he and Blake had eaten enough souls and only the little energetic demoness needed more souls for herself since she hadn't evolved yet.
"Thank you very much, uncle!" Without any reserve, Cyra went right into the swallowing part, shoving as many souls down her mouth as possible since she didn't want to be left out by her brother and uncle when all two of them had finally evolved and left for the next realm.
Getting left alone was once enough for her, Cyra didn't want it to happen again. She didn't waste any second doing anything other than going through all the souls that were scattered on the barren lands where Robus fought.
The only time she would stop grabbing souls and putting them in her mouth was to check whether Blake, Robus, and Vera were still there waiting for her or not.