After the leader of the snow Falcons died the rest didn't try to attack the group any farther and left the area quickly.
Everyone started to patch up their wounds as quickly as possible. They have to leave the area. The smell of blood may bring another pack of hungry beast here.
Elena took a stroll with William and went toward the dead falcon leader. The maids were taking care of Roen in the carriage and Gound was busy taking care of the wounded bison.
William didn't notice it at first but when he was rescuing Roen but the head of the Snow Falcon was twisted three sixty degree. It as if someone grabbed its head and twisted it with both hands. Was it done by the yellow tornedo?
He couldn't believe it. How could a powerful yellow grade spirit beast be killed like a farm chicken?
Elena handed William a spirit container.
"Fetch its spirit for me." –Elena said.
A yellow grade spirit beast's spirit is pricy in this place.