บท 277: Dias de los Muertos

"Hmm… Well, what it all comes down to is one thing… I can't make wings for you yet, Des." Stahl sighed loudly as he finished looking through the different books about animals and their anatomy, before the others all looked at Stahl confused.

"What do you mean? I thought you wanted to use cloth for that?" Bree asked with her head slightly tilted to the side, and Stahl nodded his head.