Premature Revolution
They roasted the chunks of meat for about half an hour, until they decided that it was enough. Sure time itself was against them right now, but the dangers of the roaming monsters wouldn't mean much, if several very foreign bacteria were attacking their guts due to any obsessive or careless consumption from their side. The team had to make sure that this meat was safe to eat!
Now, after it was properly fried, the meat was much easier to slice through. Bardeelus could slice them by flipping his sword around, he became quite acquainted with these tricks over the day. He sliced a piece off of the big chunk, tossed it up, grabbed it with the tip of his fingers and then offered it to the others.
"Who's suicidal?" He joked.
Driola grabbed it effective immediately, and joked. "Aren't we all suicidal?"