Dylan remained silent for a moment, eyes fixed on the massive corpse of the creature.
Even he was having a hard time believing they'd actually managed to bring it down.
His gaze slowly drifted to Élisa.
She was busy pulling out one of the long spikes, twisting it in the flesh before yanking it free. A wet sound accompanied the extraction.
Without the slightest hesitation, she plunged her hand into the gaping wound in the creature's chest…
And pulled out a stone the size of her palm.
Maggie and Dylan exchanged a glance, visibly shaken.
They had never seen an anima gem that large before.
The ones they'd retrieved so far barely exceeded the size of a human thumb.
This one glowed with a crimson light—almost alive.
Even from a distance, they could feel the spiritual essence it contained.
"Don't tell me this is why you wanted us to kill that thing?" Dylan asked, eyes locked on Élisa, his tone almost accusatory.
