Kapitel 573: Blood & Feathers

Siren Virgilia landed adjacent to a pool of guts and gore. Librarian Zenon's strange Tyrion magic cracked one of the enemy commanders open like a heated egg, spilling out the tasty insides. 

She twisted her head around, looking over the carnage. All the humans in the immediate area had been killed... roasted from the insides, their throats crushed, limbs twisted. 

It was a shame.

Virgilia held a small hope that she'd find an injured, but still-living man or two she could take back. Her flight was running low on humanoid breeding stock. Harpies needed them to lay eggs...

Thankfully, with the plans set in motion, she and her sisters would have plenty of male slaves to choose from, soon enough... 

Making no effort to mask her presence, Virgilia stretched out her wings as she cooed gently, "Well done, human."