After a solid hunting session, Kivas and Samael scrapped whatever edibles they could find from their spoils and processed them through the primordial fire, established from Kivas' halo.
For some reason, the campfire that was made using Kivas' halo possessed some divine trait that enhanced the food to a certain degree.
And to a great extent, it also greatly enhances the regeneration rate of their Hemo Psyche and Mana Psyche.
"Mhmm, divine skewer," Samael muttered with roasted meat still being chewed in her mouth.
"I don't like the implication of that…"
Kivas also decided to dive into the dreamland to harvest all of the Nightmares that had been accumulating in her soul.
The reason why it felt more like a harvest than a one-man gladiator gauntlet was due to the assistance of the Samael's Divine Constructs, running a mayhem on the world of inner slumber with their prowess that was directly taken from Samael's Well of the Soul.
