A fluttering sensation filled his stomach.
The scent of flowers and beasts spread through the air as everything distorted, twisting and turning for a moment before Leonhardt found himself in the middle of a forest.
The light breeze carried the stench of beasts while Leonhardt held his greatsword over one shoulder and a small black orb in the other.
[Leon... is that?!]
"A monster-summoning orb. Yeah, it's full of bait to summon those dogs to me."
(Hahaha! Let's see, show us what you wanted to show—this Dravanna will watch!)
'...'
Leonhardt drew in a deep breath and raised his hand into the air.
"Let's see how much I can devour!"
[Devour!? No... no way... it can't be!]
(I see... no wonder.)
The voices of both women in his mind became solemn and quiet, but Leonhardt didn't pay attention to them anymore, and he slammed the dark orb against his palm.