In New York, Resti was a big fan of food. He could handle both French and English food, especially for steak.
It was rare to see a good steak. But now, the food in front of him was pure wyvern's flesh and blood. He couldn't waste such a good food material.
Resti said as he casually collected some dead branches from the ground.
"Fiana, light the fire!"
"Yes, master."
Fiana was a little confused. She didn't know what her master was doing, but she did it honestly. Soon, a ball of extremely condensed death flames appeared on Fiana's fingertips. The huge energy fluctuation made the earth dragons not far away from a little uneasiness.
Looking at the fire which was comparable to a forbidden spell, Resti frowned and felt a little helpless. What he wanted was just a little fire, but Fiana made a forbidden spell. Didn't she want to kill him?
"Fiana, I just want an ordinary flame, understand?"
Resti said patiently. He was tolerant of this beautiful woman.