Javier, still grinning, casually turned to Erinette.
"Erinette?"
She kept her blades ready but glanced at him. "Hmm?"
Javier tilted his head slightly, a playful glint in his eyes. "Those dark wyverns… can their meat be eaten?"
Liana and Gloria blinked in surprise, while Blakor and his remaining men stared in disbelief. Even the hulking brute gripping the cursed sword froze, confusion washing over his face.
Erinette raised an eyebrow. "Why do you ask, Young Master?"
Javier shrugged, maintaining his grin. "Nothing… just wondering."
Then—
He casually glanced toward the battlefield, where all twenty dark wyverns now lay motionless. Their massive, lifeless bodies sprawled across the ground, some still twitching slightly, flesh pierced through with giant magic spikes—
Spikes that hadn't been there a moment ago.
Blakor's eyes widened in horror. "W-What the hell?!"