Edible, Just a Bit Spicy

Anse did not reveal his thoughts. He simply followed Duke Kardia to Cloud Harbor to inspect the starships that had been towed in.

The once-spacious Cloud Harbor had been packed with damaged starships, all of them giving off a pungent stench.

Fortunately, the corpses inside had all been cleared away. Otherwise, the smell would have been even worse.

But the thousands of onlookers did not care in the slightest. They crowded inside and outside the harbor, pointing at the starships.

If not for the guards stopping them, they would have wanted to board and look around.

"I've never fucking seen a starship this huge. What kind of spell-drive can even get it moving?"

"What ignorance. This is a Githyanki flagship. Only a legendary psionics wielder can command it."

"That's insane. No wonder nobody could deal with them..."

"Hey, did you hear? The God of the Spirit Network wiped out the entire fleet with a single spell. That spell was several times bigger than Cloud City itself, like a tiny sun..."

"Just as expected of a true god!"

"Hey, brother, what's that?"

"Uh... a roasted Red Dragon? But aren't Red Dragons supposed to be immune to fire?"

"Then it must be afraid of light."

"Can you eat that thing?"

"Of course you can. It's just a little spicy..."

"It's fucking hot! Dragon meat has to be processed before you can eat it..."

"I heard Old Bick bought a dragon leg and already had it moved to a tavern..."

"What are we waiting for? Let's go taste it..."

"..."

The harbor was deafeningly noisy, no different from a marketplace.

Cloud City was located in the Astral Plane. The people here had no worries about lifespan and had long grown tired of the dull city life.

They had not become detached from worldly