With Isha around, Lin Fan could obtain a wide variety of spices simply by asking, and the meat she provided was of excellent quality as well. Though they only had a few wooden sticks to prop the meat over the fire, it was no difficult task for Lin Fan and Isha to slice it into thin pieces that would cook easily.
Before long, the aroma of roasting meat began to curl around Magnus, constantly tempting Leman Russ's stomach.
What could you eat in the Warp? This was the realm of souls, where only madness and chaos existed. Other than tearing apart your companions and stuffing them into your stomach, there was no safe, clean food here.
Leman Russ and Diego had been roaming the Warp for so long that the two rarely ate. Only while burning, killing, and looting demon villages had they ever commented on demon cuisine.
After all, the Warp was a reflection of reality. The rules and logic of reality were manifested here to some extent as well. For example, Nurgle's demons used their own organs to make soup, while Khorne's demons roasted picked-clean bones until crisp and ate them.
The more fragrantly Lin Fan ate, the more intensely Leman Russ craved it. It had been far too long since he had eaten anything proper. He could only suppress his hunger through his Loyalty to his father and his hatred for the traitors.
I might as well have some too?
Leman Russ sat beside Lin Fan with a broad smile. Lin Fan handed him a wooden stick, several slices of meat, and a packet of seasoning. After taking them, Leman Russ began feeding roast meat to his ravenous stomach.
After eating for a while, Lin Fan felt full. More and more, he felt that eating was merely