The next morning, Ian made a point of finding Hank.
"Captain Hank, I remember you said there were Rock Armor Demon Bears near the Scorching Canyon?"
Hank was inspecting the surrounding wall. He turned at the sound of Ian's voice. "There are. You can occasionally spot them in the 'Magma Rock Forest' area south of the canyon.
"That thing has a tough hide, terrifying Power, and can even use simple Earth Witchcraft. Very few people hunt them. Are you interested in it?"
"I need its Essence Blood to concoct something." Ian didn't specify what for.
"Blood from other Demonized Fierce Beasts would work too. Do you know anyone in the camp who might have some?"
Hank stroked the stubble on his chin. "Essence Blood... Aside from Magic Potion Alchemists like you and a few people who cultivate special kinds of Witchcraft, nobody really collects that stuff. However, the newcomer, Anvil, might know."
"Anvil?"
"He's the Alchemist who came with Eleanor Wizard."
