Chapter 77: Feeding Some Grapes
Byron didn't dare to personally gauge the combat prowess of these blood eagles; So, he fled towards the sea. Even if each blood eagle was less formidable than a typical first-rank attendant, just like how Byron, Bruch, and Guss had once teamed up against a second-rank 'Spirit of the Dead' and vanquished it, supernatural beings of any rank would struggle to combat multiple foes.
If he were encircled by them, with their beaks and talons, it could devolve into a peculiar "sky burial."
Byron swiftly consumed a cup of 'Flying Grasshopper,' a blend of grasshopper juice and vodka that tasted beyond description, temporarily enhancing his jumping ability. He bounded between the reefs like a giant grasshopper, his legs propelling him forward at great velocity.