Because of her past experiences, Raphtalia had a strong aversion to taking other creatures' lives. Blood in particular provoked the strongest reaction, and she could not even bring herself to kill anything that bled (Balloon Monster: So?), even if it was a mindless monster that did nothing but attack passersby.
Fortunately, with Chuan Wenwu's patient encouragement, Raphtalia overcame her fear and joined Bruce in hunting "wild game," catching more than thirty rabbits of various sizes.
There was no fainting at the sight of blood, no panic-only anticipation of delicious food.
"Sir Hero! How do we prepare them?" Raphtalia asked brightly, looking eager to learn.
"There are a few steps. First we skin them, then remove the innards... Talia, come sit a little closer. I'll teach you how to prepare this kind of ingredient."
A clear stream wound through the grassland, so the three of them stopped beside it for a temporary rest. Chuan Wenwu brought their plentiful fresh ingredients down to the water to prepare them and invited the very interested Raphtalia to watch and learn.
He did not forget to give Bruce a task, either. "Bruce, sorry for the trouble, but could you gather some firewood and dry grass nearby? We'll need them in a bit."
"Understood."
Chuan Wenwu took out a small knife and began skinning and gutting a fluffy rabbit, explaining the details Raphtalia needed to watch out for. She listened with keen interest, her eyes fixed on his work.
Strangely enough, the shield he carried was decidedly "selfish," refusing to let him attack with any other weapon, yet it had no problem with him using a knife to prepare ingredients.
What a bizarre thing. Was it the product of a designer whose left and right brains were fighting each other, or a patch added out of