"You hurt me!"
"Crack!"
The sound of bone fracture.
A deep pit appeared on the stone slab floor, with Juanlu's entire waist and abdomen deeply embedded in the pit.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, eyes wide as he coughed.
Two orange spheres opened their mouths filled with sharp teeth, biting into both of Alka's legs.
The one on the left leg bit down hard, with an astonishing biting force that made Alka feel like his left leg was about to be broken.
Compared to the left leg, his right leg was reduced to just a few pieces of flesh still clinging.
The one on the right leg bit precisely into the wound that had just been penetrated.
The last one.
Somehow hiding behind the corner of the roast meat, a puppet girl stood atop the sphere, slightly enhancing its shadow-cloaking ability.
Reducing its presence.
Meanwhile, the sole sphere was ravenously devouring the roast meat.
