Zavadi finished preparing the lizard. She had often hunted in Wakanda, but she had never seen a lizard with hide and muscles this tough.
She doubted anyone would even be able to bite through it after it was roasted, but this was the only thing Druid had caught while hunting. No matter how hard it was to swallow, at least there was enough of it.
When Zavadi had arrived, she had been wearing the red cloth dress representing Wakanda's Royal Guard, but the fabric had long since been torn apart. Later, she had skinned a leopard and worn its hide. Combined with her dark skin and powerful arms, she looked exactly like a barbarian warrior goddess.
She was actually rather pretty, and her personality was bright and open as well. The moment one saw her, they knew she was the sort of true manly woman who could race horses on her arm and balance people on her shoulders.
"All right, put it beside the fire. Roast it for a while, and it should be edible."
She piled the sliced lizard tail and chunks of meat onto the stones beside the fire pit, wiped the blood off her hands on her body, and forced herself to stay alert.
A stone thrown by a Savage had struck her head during the earlier battle. She was showing signs of a concussion now. Sitting was fine, but the moment she stood up, the dizziness became unbearable.
Druid said guiltily, "It's all my fault. My skills aren't good enough—I've disgraced the Ancient One. I only caught something this small. Make do with it for now. If it isn't enough, I'll go look for larger prey."
Ulysses leaned against the rock wall opposite them. A piece of soft, bleeding tree bark was wrapped around his thigh.