You boring bunch of assholes!
"Just how many of these does he have?" Eldrin looked shocked as he watched the two wyverns coordinate and take down the huge beast as if it were nothing.
When they were done, they even started carefully tearing down the beast apart. They took out the mana core. They made different portion sizes of the beast meat. They cleaned out tendons, skin, and bones. They started storing the blood, fur, and horns.
One of the wyverns was a water-type beast and it used a water gun to wash everything properly to remove all the stains.
Eldrin's face twitched. What sort of beasts were wyverns? Why were they doing this type of work?
He was not weak and he did not lack insight. He could sense the strong undead aura coming from the beasts. It also seemed that these beasts still possessed their original intelligence from the way they attacked so ferociously.
So how did they submit so easily, even doing such menial tasks?