I walked around for some time before a very good smell assaulted my senses: cooking meat. And it smelled AMAZING. Sadly where there was something cooking, there was bound to be beings around cooking said food. Luckily they couldn't see me, I couldn't see me, so unless they had a form of vision that could see me then they were going to stay blind to my existence. I don't know if there was a form of vision or sense capable of finding reptilian or magic using animals like I now was, but I was too hungry to care at the moment.
I slunk closer to the site and looked around. It seemed that they didn't bring any sort of protection or shelter from any creatures that could've been inside of this cave, or maybe they previously knew that this cave had no dangerous creatures worth setting up a defense against? I noticed that there seemed to be three of them, all human, or at least humanoid: two were rolled up wool cylinders, on the ground, both males; and there was a third female that was dressed poorly, and they were the one cooking the meat...actually, it was burning.
...not my problem.
I noticed that the two men were sleeping opposite of each other: One was at the far end of the cave, and the other was closer to my side of the cave, and they both had their feet sticking out of the cylinders of cloth. Not that I would go about biting feet, but I'm sure plenty of other creature's wouldn't mind a nibble if it guaranteed them a meal...or two.
I went to the one closest to me, ignoring the burning meat for a second, as curiosity took hold of me. I found myself looking at a heavily tattooed, bald human warrior with extremely ugly tattoos on his face, around to the back of his head, and then it ended going down his back and neck. Parts of it showed on the shoulders sticking out of the wool blanket he was wrapped up in and I assumed the other was the same.
I wondered what would happen if I just slit his throat right here, waiting, while he bled out in his sleep. Yeah it's not very humane of me but I didn't feel any worse for thinking it, my instincts were telling me that killing these guys would make me stronger. And that it would be easier to do so while they were asleep than if they were active and awake. My human side was against such actions though as it was extremely animalistic and savage...not to mention rude. I let the thoughts pass and moved past them to the one that was currently falling asleep cooking the food, or trying to cook anyways, given that her eyes were closed and the meat was burning.
Maybe it tasted better that way...I'd have to test that later.
I was disappointed to see the other one was the same fashion of human: a bulky warrior with a bunch of tattoos, completely covered in muscle mass, and obscenely ugly. I glared at the irritation of finding two of the same things in one place. Honestly, I was kind of hoping for something else, something varied, not two of the same looking human warriors and what I assumed was a servant, or slave.
At least they were different.
I looked at the person sitting on a rock, unconsciously rotating the large piece of meat that was speared through with a stick, and I waited until they had stopped rotating the meat and let it drop into the flames. Then I waited for a little while longer just to make sure and the voice spoke to me again, surprising me, but I kept myself from yelping out in surprise as I didn't want to lose my breakfast:
(Skill: Patient Hunter Acquired)
I swear that the voice in my head said things like that at times like this on purpose...
I focused my breathing and when my heart rate was back down I checked on the person sitting on the rock and found them still sleeping. I soon realized that I could stand directly on the coals and embers as the fire and heat of them didn't harm or bother me -- it totally didn't happen from me falling into the pit when trying to reach the meat and watch her at the same time -- but I didn't focus on that too hard or that voice could come and mock me again.
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Invisible Reaper Dragon (A Reincarnation Story)
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