"Practice." was all the woman answered and quickly settled the feathers on the center of the formation of rocks to provide further fuel to the already ardent fire at their midst.
And as a last preparation, the lady has taken a vertical slash using only that of her finger unto the five.
Kulas witnessed a silvery glow which eerily mimicked that of a thunder bolt's shade on the tip of the woman's forefinger and immediately after, blood began to spill unto the ground.
Almost an hour later, a sweet aroma wafted on all direction.
The boy had seen how expertly the woman had added further spices on the birds bodies as it were cooked in mouth watering delight above the mists of smoke and flame.
The finale was of course for the meal to be served atop a dry top of a banana leaf or something.
The only difference was, this thing took the hues of crimson and not green.
But that certainly hadn't diminished the appetite of the famished boy.
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