"So many!"
"Too many! Too many!!"
The Pseudo-Human Sports Students let out indistinct howls, crawling towards the Rage Angel's skeleton like addicts, which to their eyes at the moment, seemed like the most delicious food in the world.
Indeed, this was a Banquet, and not only for the Sports Students but also, astonishingly, for the Pseudo-Human Sports Students.
However, as these Pseudo-Human Sports Students approached the skeleton of the Rage Angel, their brows gradually relaxed, and their eyes became empty and lifeless. They seemed to lose all expression, as if all emotion had been drawn out of them.
Soon, a muddled Breath like steam began to seep out from their insides, just as when the Rage Angel's body had been torn into pieces. Yet they felt nothing and continued madly devouring all the Grey Mist, like someone whose belly had burst but still ate ceaselessly without sleep.
