I Became a Raid Boss

Munch Munch.

Chomp Chomp.

“…This isn’t the taste!”

After finishing the meal, I threw aside the now-bare bones of the Cockatrice leg.

The flavour is quite stable.

I was worried it might taste gamey, but surprisingly, it was clean, tender, and had a pleasant chew to it.

It just wasn’t the taste I was looking for.

I’ve cooked quite a bit, so I had some confidence, but I guess it’s too much to ask to replicate the pinnacle of modern science in one attempt.

“Guess you can’t be full after the first bite, huh?”