There was temptation there to tease her friend. Melody was very good at her job but her work often required her to adhere to a strict diet. She had gone with them the previous day to help secure more food for herself which meant she probably didn't get to eat a very large meal this morning. "Alright let's get moving but you know this is your fault for not keeping a fuller pantry."

Melody didn't seem willing to argue and once again Vincent found the group moving. Once they were moving again though an odd thought came to him. If he didn't want to be treated like an ornament he shouldn't behave like one. "What do you do Miss Melody?" He was quite surprised whenever he heard a gasp from Melody.

"Please do not call me miss! I am nowhere near that old."

Neither Brigit or Ariel could help from giggling at the annoyance in Melody's voice. It was Brigit that had to say something about it though. "Now Miss Melody there is no reason to take it that way."

"You I will slap."

Once again Brigit was made to giggle though she held up her hands defensively. "Okay."

As Vincent listened to the women he found himself a  bit surprised though not enough to be stunned. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend. I hope this isn't like what I said to Ariel earlier."

Both girls' faces lit up the moment Vincent had spoken and the words came out at the same time. "What did you say to her!"

Ariel came to an immediate stop and spun to face her friends. For any man raised amongst these women it wouldn't have been worth noting but for Vincent it was quite a ride. "No! Vincent don't answer that. That was a bit mean of you Vincent but nothing to really worry about. We don't use miss unless we're talking to someone with a high position or don't know their name. It's too formal for regular patrols though. For example if you wanted to address my mom officially you'd call her Miss Guard Captain Ellayn. Don't do that unless you're reporting a serious concern. It automatically puts her on alert then she gets annoyed if it's a small issue."

A sigh escaped Brigit as she nodded her head. "You're not kidding. I always hated it whenever people would do that during training."

"Are you a guard as well?"

"No. I'm trained in combat as one though and I attend regular training sessions to keep myself up to speed. I'm an auxiliary. If there is some conflict large enough the regular guard can't handle it we get involved. Well that or if Ellayn has some work for you and you're on hand. Escort this woman out of the city or to the temple of the divine union. That sort of thing."

After a moment Vincent gave a nod. "Alright. So Melody what is your job then?"

"I'm a chef."

Upon hearing the word Vincent was made to perk up but reminded himself quickly of the drawbacks of true tongue. That was the closest approximation to the word that the spell could find. "That's neat! On the world I come from I'm a chef as well." Vincent was a bit surprised whenever he heard Brigit squeal.

"I'm sorry! It's just so neat whenever you say things like that. I know you're suppose to be learning about our world but could you tell us what it's like to be a chef on yours, or travel or well anything. What's it like to have so many other men around and such tiny women?"

Vincent was made to chuckle a bit though he didn't respond right away. He didn't mind talking about himself but he did want to learn more about these women. "I'd normally be glad to talk about myself but while I'd be happy to share it later right now we're in your world. I'd really like to know about it." Vincent was still grinning when he heard Brigit sigh.

"I understand."

While she'd been listening to her friends Ariel couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. It wasn't their reactions that bothered her but Vincent's reaction to Melody's career. She couldn't really say anything about it though so she remained quiet while Melody spoke. "Well I make a lot of dishes for both men and women. Both of these require very different skill sets. For example with men you have to know the right ways to use heat to make the food safe and as easy to digest as possible. For women heat isn't really a choice so it's a matter of spices, blends and letting things rot properly."

"But why do you have to watch your diet?"

"Oh! To make sure my milk is suited to certain dishes and to suit certain tastes. For example. My upcoming dishes calls for milk that's very high in calcium. Even more so than usual. So I've been eating a lot of shellfish. I've also had to reduce the sugar in my diet for the time being which I am not happy about."

He shouldn't have been surprised and he knew it but Vincent couldn't help it. "You use your milk in your cooking?"

"Of course. You need the right ingredients and milk is such an important ingredient in so many dishes for men. I also have to feed the animals." Melody found herself giggling a bit at the surprise in Vincent's voice and on his face whenever she sped up a bit so she could get a glance at him. It was a strange thought that he wouldn't know such things especially as he was a chef but it was a reminder that he was from another world and he looked so cute.

Now Ariel perked up a bit as she looked at her friend. "Do you have any horses? I haven't had those in a long time."

"I can't get them fattened up properly to make them like you want! Every time I begin to get a heard properly fed and fattened up someone comes in and buys them. Telling them that it takes time to bring out the proper flavor does nothing."

A slight giggle escaped Brigit as she licked her lips. "Well milk fed horses are really good."

"They're even better if you let them properly fatten up!"

A sigh escaped Ariel as she nodded her head. "I know! That's why I keep waiting for you to get them ready but if you're never going to get them there I might as well just buy some. Couldn't you just hold them for a little while?"

To this Melody gave a slight snort. "That isn't my call to make. I might be able to do something if you want to buy the horses in advance and pay for a proper feeding time but I hate to ask you to do that. My grandma says that as long as they're willing to pay full price for horses that aren't ready yet we're ready to sell them. I thought the inferior quality of the meat would turn customers away eventually but it hasn't."

While she didn't want to give Melody too much leverage in her attempts to lure Vincent with her breasts Ariel did slow down and pat her friend on the shoulder. "That just means your milk is truly superior. Your grandmother must be proud."

Melody gave her friend a smile and a nod before pressing up on the underside of her breasts "She is. Neither she or my mother were able to become alphas but great grandmother's traits are still strong in our blood."

Upon hearing Melody’s response Vincent couldn’t help but wonder. “Brigit do you descend from an alpha as well?”

“I do. Melody and I are both from broken chains. Ariel on the other hand is an unbroken chain. Basically when you have five alphas in your direct family line you’re a chain.”

“Is that bad?”

“No! There is nothing unusual about being part of a broken chain. They’re a lot more common than the unbroken ones. It’s not as good as being part of an unbroken chain but it’s good.”

To this Ariel gave a nod and glanced over her shoulders at her friends giving them each a smile. “Melody and Brigit have both worked hard to maintain what their chains are known for and I’m going to do my best to help them restore the chain.”

“You mean begin again. If we become alphas the chain technically starts all over with us.” Melody was made to giggle when she heard Ariel groan.

“I hate that way of looking at it!

“Then when do you stop being considered part of a broken chain?”

Brigit once again chose to handle this question. “There is no certain moment or generation gap. It happens whenever you no longer stand out. Like I mentioned a moment ago Melody’s breast milk is the best in the city if you don’t consider peak alphas. In terms of physical ability I’ve put some alphas on their tail.”

“But doesn’t that mean alphas would try to acquire those traits from you?”

Now Ariel spoke up. “Oh yeah! Convincing a broken chain to become a lesser wife is a big deal. It’d be like convincing the daughter of an alpha to become a lesser wife. But it’s not something that can be easily done. Brigit your mom rewed didn’t she?” As Brigit spoke Ariel noticed an uncertain tone to her voice.

“Not yet. Sort of but not yet. There is an offer on the table but she might have a second better offer. Mom wants to meet the second potential husband first before she makes up her mind. She’s also negotiating between two children or a lot more money.”

“How much more?”

“She would not tell me but she said a lot. When my mom says a lot she means it.”

“Enough to have a serious chance at purchasing a husband?”

Brigit bit down on her lower lip for a moment as she considered the question. It seemed simple but she wasn’t certain. “I’m not sure if my mom is interested in becoming an alpha anymore. I believe the reason she’s torn is she wants to buy me a husband but I’ve told her I plan on becoming a lesser wive to you several times already.”

“Come on Brigit! If you have a chance to become an alpha go for it.”

A sigh escaped Brigit as she shook her head. “I don’t know. I don’t want my mom to give up on becoming an alpha wife and  you’re one of the few I’d want to be a lesser wife to. I actually believe I’d like sharing my muscles with you. You’ll probably take them even further than me even after I become an alpha wife. The last woman my mom was a lesser wife to couldn’t handle what she got from her literally. Her bones and cartilage weren’t built up enough to handle the sudden shift and when she pushed her right leg snap.”

A sigh escaped Ariel as she nodded her head. As she did she felt her smile grow as she heard Vincent actually laugh apparently enjoying the ride. “The body is a system. You have to be mindful when you change something drastically.”

While Vincent was listening to the women he had indeed began to laugh. It wasn’t just the motion but the movement of Ariel’s hairs tickling him. “So couldn’t she have copied the bones as well? You mentioned duplicating traits but how does that work. Could you duplicate height for example?”

All three women slowed and looked to one another. After a few moments of looking at her friends Ariel gave a sigh. “That’s a really big question you just asked.  I’ll simplify as best I can. Each trait you could say has a certain weight to it and any man can only carry so much weight from a given lesser wife. There is really strong evidence that a man’s spiritual and physical fitness influence how much they can bring back and many men learn magic in hopes of improving what they can carry. So let’s say that I was a lesser wife.” Ariel felt herself grin a bit whenever she heard her friends openly laugh. “Now let’s say that the alpha wife was around five hundred meters tall.”

Melody couldn’t stay quiet as she listened to the silly scenario. “It would kill her if she took your height! Her heart and muscles would be in serious danger of being overworked! Then there would be the sudden change to her nervous system.”

To this Ariel gave a nod. “She would need to have other lesser wives to strengthen various aspects of her body before her husband duplicated my height for her. This is what happened in the case of Brigit’s mom. Which really I’m not entirely clear on either. She should have known that. We learn that in school.”

To this Brigit gave a shrug. “Don’t ask me how it happened. I’m not even sure if I was in my teens when this happened. All I can guess is it was some over eager alpha that wanted to please her husband or keep him safe.”

To this Melody shook her head in the negative. “No. I don’t see that happening. I bet your mother was wed for another trait. However, when the alpha saw how her husband responded to your mother’s muscles she just had to have them. That must have been so humiliating.”

After a moment Ariel couldn’t help but giggle. “Mom always told me I had to study because good traits and genetics didn’t guarantee a good mind. I tried to get her to tell me some stories but she’d always say she wasn’t at liberty to share such things. Its so frustrating  whenever I hear her and dad laughing about something after she gets home from work and they won’t share. Anyway, did that answer your question Vincent?”

“If the amount the men can carry differs how do you know I can carry anything? Now before you say every man can carry some traits you said the same thing about wings.” Why had he said that? As the words left his mouth the stupidity of them struck home. Right now he was considered extremely valuable. How would that change if he couldn’t even duplicate traits?

Ariel didn't have to think long on the question for long to come up with an answer. “I don't know how the wings of the men from your world were taken. It even frightens me that such a thing is possible now that I think about it. All men of a world losing their wings isn't right. However, they're still only physical. The ability to carry traits is a blessing that all men have. Your aura is proof of that as is how the white sand responded to you."

Vincent wasn't certain what Ariel meant by white sand but had to guess it was a translation error. He didn't have such magic sands in his world or he sure didn't know the name for them. He would have to learn the true word for it later. "Men couldn't do that in my world and I never noticed an aura about the women especially something that could protect them or anyone else from physics."

While Melody didn't want to hurt Vincent's feelings she couldn't hold her tongue as he spoke of the women from his world. "The women of your world clearly haven't earned the blessed aura in that case. You have an aura though it's interacting with Ariel's and is what lets hers protect you. If you lacked an aura it couldn't safeguard you. As for the blessing of marriage are you sure you're performing the ritual properly?"

The certainty in Melody's voice had caught Vincent off guard. Rather than think about what she was saying or try to respond he just listened. Even as he listened though he couldn't help but notice what sounded like contempt when she mentioned the women of earth. He did give her two points though. It's true he didn't know he had an aura beforehand and it was unlikely they knew this ritual if it was indeed required. "So the ritual has to be done?"

"Absolutely! No husband has been able to carry a trait to a woman without undergoing the ritual of marriage. Perhaps the people of your world forgot it."

Or they never knew it flashed through Vincent's mind but he didn't give voice to those words. These women seemed to believe that their divines had indeed reached his world. He wasn't going to argue but wondered if his aura was proof they had reached his world or they were never there and aura was just part of this world. As he considered this Vincent began to run his fingers through Ariel's hair and settle into it. "That's good to know. I was worried that I was even less of a man with my wingless back." Vincent didn't know if the same look was on Ariel's face but the sympathetic look that appeared on Melody and Brigit's face nearly knocked him over. He'd only been joking but they didn't seem to believe that.

Ariel didn't resist as both women reached forward and rubbed their fingers against Vincent. This was far more than an act of physical contact. By doing this they would let all three of their auras engulf him for only a few moments. This could have a profound affect on a man especially whenever it came to comforting him. "Not having wings of your own doesn't make you less of a man Vincent. It means you have another challenge to overcome."

Brigit bit down on her bottom lip for a moment but she had to speak up. "Have you considered getting him a fluid nature of his own? I know they're real expensive and I wouldn't even have two of mine if it wasn't for you and your mom."

Opening her eyes Ariel's straitened backup though it meant Brigit and Melody couldn't comfortably reach Vincent. "Well dad does have his own fluid nature. I." Ariel bit down on her lower lip for a moment as she considered what Brigit had said. It was more typical for a woman to lend a man her fluid nature to protect him than for him to have one of us his own. With the difference in their auras a man's fluid nature couldn't built up a strong enough defense to protect him like a female's either. It would go along way to giving Vincent his own wings though. "I'll have to talk to my mother about that. Dad was only able to get his fluid nature after years of practice with spellcraft."

Melody gave Brigit a look before turning to Vincent. "That is a really good idea Brigit! I believe a low grade fluid nature would work.  It'd normally be too expensive to justify but in this case you could easily call it a healing expense. I bet we could even get the temple onboard sense we'd be restoring the sky to him."

While Vincent listened to the women he couldn't really talk. He didn't know what to expect whenever he'd seen Brigit and Melody reaching for him. He hadn't been able to think whenever they touched him. A warmth and comfort so intense had swallowed him up and ran through his body that he could only call it bliss. It had driven all conscious thought from his mind and pain so that he could only set there and enjoy it. Several minutes were required after the event for his mind to really begin working again. When it did he wasn't really certain of what to say. "Wow."

All three women were made to giggle though it was Ariel that spoke up. "I'm glad that you could rejoin us. Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah. But what was that?"

"Three auras influencing the same man at the same time. Seeing your response I'd say you like all three of us." Even as she said the words Ariel had a mixture of emotions. She was glad that Vincent responded well to her friends. She liked him and she wanted him to like them. However, part of her worried that they might take his attention away from her. It was the thought that he wasn't her betrothed and she'd only known him for a short time that quieted these feelings and let her relax. It also prompted another realization. She said she wanted to help her friends but she was trying to keep a potential husband from them. That wasn't right and wouldn't be allowed while courting. "Vincent what would you think of letting Melody or Brigit carry you for a bit?"

For a moment Melody and Bright slowed and gave one another a smile. At times it took Ariel a little time to come around but give her a little time and she always remembered her friends. They tried to keep their excitement in check whenever Vincent spoke up. "Could we wait until later? I'm sorry but I'm still getting used to just being carried around. I don't really feel ready to begin being handed around."

To this Brigit gave a quick nod. "That's fine. Besides it'll be a lot easier when we can just hold you or you can set down without the nest. Okay give me a moment to get my net ready."

Rather than question what she meant Vincent took a moment to look around. Ariel seemed to realize what he was doing as she adjusted where she was looking at. What he saw was an expanse of clear blue water that went on for far longer than he could see. As he noted the waves crashing below it felt strange to him. He knew they were impressive but he couldn't help but imagine how insignificant they had to be to these women. He doubted even a Tsunami could threaten these women. "So what are you going to be doing?"

"We're going to be doing some fishing. I'm working on catching some fish needed to make some valuable reagents. Melody gets the shellfish for her diet and Ariel is going to be observing the catch to help determine local harvesting behavior. The quantity of certain fish can tell you a lot about what's been going on. It's also used to determine if we need to put some restriction on certain types of fishing."

Once again Vincent found himself go for a little ride as Ariel nodded her head. He was glad he didn't suffer from motion sickness. "Will you be able to handle patrolling the waters instead of fishing them if the balance is off?"

"Huh! Why me? There should be plenty of guards free to handle that. You know I'm not good at quietly disarming a situation and sending them on their way."

He shouldn't ask and Vincent knew it but he had to. "What's wrong?"

"The last time I had to talk to two other women about overfishing certain catches and they got mouthy with me I lost my calm and smacked them around a bit. I tried suggesting some good alternatives or another location at first but they would not shut up." As she spoke Brigit couldn't help the bit of anger that slipped into her voice. This brought a laugh from Ariel.

"Mom wanted Brigit for a guard for a long time but she never developed the patience for it."

"Well please don't flick me."

A sigh escaped Brigit as she stopped fussing with her net and looked at Vincent. "Oh my god! Please tell me you don't believe I'd actually hit you for arguing with me."

"You wouldn't?"

"No!" A slight chuckle escaped Brigit despite the shock in her voice. "I just can't stand it whenever another woman wants to ignore how powerful we are."

Melody didn't try to hide her amusement when she spoke even as she moved to assist Brigit in weaving the magic and vines together to make her net. "Brigit's mom and grandmother really drilled how strong she is and personal responsibility into her."

For a moment Vincent said nothing but took a moment to look at what he could see of Brigit over again. "I actually find that rather comforting. So is this regular for the three of you?"

Ariel gave a slight shrug after a moment of consideration. "Sort of. Once a week the six of us get together and try to prepare for the coming week. They're somethings that are just easier to do as a group. The others pretty much finished before we found you so they're not here today."

Meloy couldn't help herself as she spoke up. "Not because they didn't want to. They're all very interested in meeting you." As she saw Vincent blushing Melody couldn't help but grin herself. "You're so cute! I never thought I'd see a man surprised that several women are after him. Do the women of your world get to enjoy several men trying to court them?"

"Not all but some."

"Wow. That must be strange. It'd be wonderful but so strange."

Vincent was made to chuckle as he thought of a few female friends who received undesired attention. One waitress in particular had complained of an unwelcome hand on her rump or thigh on more than one occasion. Melody's figure would have undoubtedly drawn such attention though he doubted anyone would be willing to chance it even if they could reach. “I don’t know. The type of attention some men give women can be rather unwelcome.” Vincent was made to feel rather awkward when after a few moments the girls began to giggle again.

By now she should be fishing and Brigit knew it but she couldn’t help herself. “How!”

“Well okay. At the restaurant I work at there is a waitress named Rebecca. She has had trouble in the past with men sneaking a feel of her rear. We don’t allow such behavior but there is a never ending supply of idiots it seems. You mentioned it earlier Ariel. Nothing below the waist.”

No immediate response came from the women as Ariel rubbed the back of her neck and Melody scratched her chin. All three women actually felt something of a fog settling in as they tried to reconcile what Vincent had told them with their own experience. After a moment a sigh escaped Brigit. “I can’t see it. I don’t believe I could bring myself to be angry at a man even if he flew up and smacked my bottom. I’d be worried if I didn’t notice him! That could be real dangerous especially if I was setting down.”

“Even if he flew down into your bottom?”

“I. Okay that would be going too far. Yes. That type of behavior I couldn’t put up with unless he is my husband.”

Vincent felt a little strange as the women finished with the net and began to move apart. He was taken aback whenever he realized that the net was almost as tall as the women and much wider than them. "So how do you handle fishing here anyway?"

Melody and Bright looked towards one another for a moment before giggling and sprinting towards the water. As they ran Brigit was careful to hold back to avoid running too fast for her friend to keep up as tempting as the desire to run ahead was. The desire was particularly intense as she knew the slow pace would do more to show off Melody's rump than her own. Neither of the women even considered the sonic boom they'd produced or that Vincent would be distracted by the thunder of their foot steps as they dashed into the water.

Vincent was glad that he was tied down as he saw the women's feet strike the ocean water. Had he not been he was fairly certain he'd been made to jump.  A massive spray of water and steam shot into the air as their feet slammed into the water the massive force not only pushing large volumes out of the way but vaporizing a good portion of it. What reached his ear a few moments later wasn't just the sound of the explosions their foot steps produced but a flurry of excited giggles. The sight before him was an unreal mixture.

He saw two beautiful women running ahead of him giggling excitedly. Both their rumps swaying invitingly as they ran with an extra jiggle to Melody's. Yet wherever their feet landed destruction spread leaving a series of imprints where their feet sunk deeply into the ground and the earth was made to heave upwards. Any plants caught beneath their feet were reduced to a green and brown pulp that was smeared against the bottom of the impressions. It wasn't just what was caught under their feet which was destroyed but rather the destruction radiated out from wherever their feet came down. Once they reached the water he could no longer see the craters but the waves, pools of bubbling water and steam clouds still marked where their feet fell for a few moments.

It wasn't just the sight that was an odd mix of playful beauty and destruction. The sound was a mixture of playful giggles, splashing water, a roaring tide and a rapid carpet bombing. As Vincent felt the reverberation of the women's foot steps shake his entire being he marveled at the force of the impacts and even wondered what kind of bombs they would have been on par with.

As he watched, heard and felt this playful display of power he couldn't help but think this had been going on behind him the entire time the women had been walking. It had been diminished by the women walking instead of jogging along but even then he knew the damage had to be staggering. Ariel's walking and outpacing the sound while Melody and Brigit walked behind her had prevented him from noticing the damage but he was certain it was there. With these thoughts came a powerful sense of awe.

It only took a moment but as the women came to a stop and pulled it from the water Vincent was rather surprised by how tiny the fish caught within it seemed. Even in a state of awe though he knew this was only because they were so far away. As the women walked towards one another it became clearer and clearer that they were anything but small. It also became easier to see the fish moving within the net. "How did they survive that?"

Brigit glanced at Melody for a moment before speaking up. "While we were working on the net Melody was weaving in a spell to protect everything caught within. Normally a few of the fish end up dying even whenever I use a smaller net but Melody is very good at keeping animals alive. Think of it as our best attempt at a divine aura."

Melody felt both grateful for her friend's praise and proud. Both magic and muscle could shine but different tasks favored one or the other. Vincent wouldn’t be able to see her magic despite all the practice she’d put into it and pointing it out herself would have been a bit much. “Thanks.”

As she neared her friends Ariel leaned over and took a look at the net. She didn’t count the fish but she had a pretty good idea of what she should be able to see after such a run given the time of year. “What do you think Brigit?”

“It looks like a good catch to me! Can we get them to the land so i can begin drying and bagging them?”

“So you don’t see anything missing that should be there or in too few numbers?”

Rather than respond right away Brigit took another look. Right now Ariel was asking as a member of the guard which required more than a casual answer. “There are a few more shellfish than I’d normally expect but Melody is going to take care of that. The shellfish are also a bit larger than expected. That seems like a good thing but it could mean someone was tossing something in the water. Melody should be able to answer that. Everything else seems to be the same but we should take care of the shellfish to avoid throwing things out of balance.”

“Okay then would you mind putting some of the other fish back? If we’re going to help maintain the balance we need to give them a hand.”

As Vincent listened he noted the repeated mention of shellfish but quickly decided that was due to true tongue not being able to find a better word for it. With Ariel standing so near the net and leaning over he was able to see into the net and he was shocked. Several of the fish were well over two meters long. They weren’t giants on par with the women but they were big. What was an even bigger concern to him was what looked to be fifty kilogram crabs in the net. their shells were odd shapes in some cases. Some of them were more oval while a few looked like a cross between a lobster and a snake. These seemed to be making their way over the net quite rapidly.

While she was trying to be patient Melody couldn’t help herself. “Please Ariel I’m really hungry. This morning I didn’t have enough to even eat a half breakfast.”

A sigh escaped Ariel as she shook her head. “Melody one meal isn’t going to spoil your diet and ruin your milk. Okay. Eat all the shellfish and let some of the others go. Brigit I’ll let you decide what you want to release and keep.”

Once again Vincent was kept from jumping as Melody gave a delighted squeal and the girls made their way over to dry land. As they settled down he watched as Melody reached into the net and grab two of the crab snake things and one of the thicker shelled ones and lifted it to her mouth. He could see the creatures struggling between her fingers before she tossed them into her mouth and didn’t even begin to chew. Instead he watched her cheeks swell slightly and he imagined she was swaying her tongue from side to side before she tilted her head back. He didn’t even see her neck muscles working but he knew she’d swallowed.

“They’re good! They’re very lively and I didn’t taste anything off with them.” As she spoke Melody reached back into the net. This time she held her hand partly closed and her three fluid natures came to life extending their arms outward, forming new arms and helping her gather the shellfish in her hand. While it lacked her fluid natures to help the left hand soon joined in. “We’re going to catch more than this right?”

“Careful not to eat my fish too!” Brigit was made to chuckle as she watched her friend and laid out a thin cloth that she unfolded into a large square. Much like Melody her fluid natures joined in though unlike Melody she wasn’t eating them. At times her hand would extend into the water releasing the fish that she was holding back into it. Those fish that were soon to give birth or still well within good breeding age were released back into the water. Injured, dying and old fish would be dried on the cloth which rapidly sucked the moisture from their bodies and later processed to make alchemy reagents and a few other items.

“I said I’m hungry!” Melody was made to pout slightly as she took a moment to push up on her massive breasts. “Really how much do you believe I have to eat to keep these full?”

Brigit gave a slight snicker. “Because fueling my muscles is so easy.”

“It’s easier than making as much milk as I have to.”

“Well that’s true.”