Chapter 206: Food
“I’m hungry.” Micky complained for the billionth time.
“Alright. I suppose we could all use a break.” Percy sighed.
At least, they’d already crossed the river a while ago, so the place didn’t stink of rot anymore, ruining their appetite. Walking over to the nearest tree with Nesha by his side, they sat on an exposed root. Next, he opened his spatial amulet, tossing a chunk of meat to his familiar. A poor replacement for a mana core – even a Red one – but they weren’t in any condition to hunt for live prey. Nor had they seen any in a while. Finally, he grabbed a loaf of bread, splitting it with Nesha.
“Gods, I miss Freddy’s Honey Rolls so damn much!” he groaned, nearly breaking a tooth on his stale meal. “If I could go back in time, I swear I’d kidnap him.”
“I think your buddy really dodged an arrow there.” Nesha chuckled. “I doubt he’d enjoy hiding from the Divine Root alongside us.”
Turning to Micky – who had already finished his own food – however, her smile faded.
“Say, what are we going to do about him? Our supplies will run out in a few days.”
Percy nodded. This was something he’d been thinking about for a while. He and Nesha would be fine, as they’d reach his family’s place by then. But Micky was a different story. There was a reason why beasts above Red were aggressive, dangerous and rare. Naturally, it was all caused by their insatiable appetite, as their bodies demanded a ridiculous amount of food and mana to survive.
This was obviously why they had left for the Fungal Spire in the first place – in addition to his own need for elixirs, of course. And the problem was even worse now, as the crow had evolved again, making the Whistling Woods an even poorer habitat for him.