Kael moved toward the cores, stopping in front of them.
The size discrepancy between Kael and the cores was quite much, that even Noah noticed it from where he stood.
The cores were not small objects — mutated grade beasts accumulated mana for significant periods before the concentration solidified, and the result was an orb with genuine mass to it.
Against Kael's small body, each core was almost as big as his head.
Noah looked at the dragon and looked at the cores and found himself genuinely wondering how this was going to work.
The question resolved itself quickly.
Kael opened his mouth.
It opened wider than his jaw suggested it could — the same quality Noah had observed when the black fire had come out, the sense of dimensions that the closed state didn't fully advertise.
He lowered his head toward the nearest core and took it in, the orb disappearing past his teeth and into whatever interior had made room for it.
Then he chewed.
