"Eat him alive, fresh meat is the best!"
Hearing the little beggar's words, the Great Elder was still a bit dazed, as if he hadn't quite heard what it was saying.
Guaitan filed her manicure with a small emery board while kicking the little beggar: "Your food doesn't seem to understand what it's about to face. Explain to it what 'fresh' means."
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