Technique: Identity Swap
Scarface's eyebrows shot up to the sky.
"ME!? Dear Sir, No! Not all. This humble one would not dare feel hunger before your magnificent presence."
Lenny scoffed at him. It was clear that this guy was a bootlicker.
Once more, Lenny saw Scarface's throat move, and the man's eyes were drawn to his skin.
He instantly understood what was going on.
These were ghouls. Very starved ones at that.
It was obviously only out of fear for his life that Scarface was resisting rushing at Lenny for a bite.
"Can you guys eat demon meat?"
Lenny did not even wait for his answer before he threw the Ghoul the leg of a demon.
This was the left-over roasted leg that he and the others had eaten the last time they were all together.
Scarface was surprised by the sudden generosity.