"Then can I eat them all?"
Noah was slightly startled and took a moment to understand its meaning.
"You mean the sword inside you will devour them?"
"Yup!"
Anton nodded vigorously.
"Of course, no problem. Their spirituality has already been taken by Mr. Gallery, so you can have the bodies, Anton."
"Then I won't be polite, Noah."
Anton laughed heartily, then...
He opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and buried his head to gnaw at the corpses on the ground.
For a moment, the spooky sound of bones crunching and flesh tearing echoed out.
Noah turned his head towards the sea, lost in thought. Suddenly, there was a whooshing sound in his ear. He turned around and saw a flamboyant young blonde man sitting on the beach, clutching his butt and wailing.
"Mr. Alec?"
He said in surprise.
"Ouch! My perfect butt must be ruined. What if the noble ladies see it and make fun of me?!"
Alec threw away a small white snake he was holding and struggled to stand up.
