Kapitel 663: It's Probably... Sick?

"Bl… Bl… Blood!" Babla was suddenly struck by a sense of dizziness, and her body swayed as she fell to the side.

"What's going on with you?" Mag hurriedly supported her by laying a hand on her shoulder. He then looked at the pink section at the center of the steak, and a peculiar look appeared on his face as he asked, "You're not scared of blood, are you?"

Babla turned her gaze away from the steak. After taking two deep breaths, she managed to recompose herself as she shook her head stubbornly. "I'm not scared of blood! I was just suddenly feeling a little ill."

"Your steak was cooked to medium, so the center looks a little pink, but it's definitely not raw and it won't taste like blood, either. It'll be really good for your body considering you're anemic. If you're really scared of blood, then we can swap steaks," Mag offered as he withdrew his hand. It appeared that she was quite frail, after all.