"...Old Jack turned the compass in his hand, the spurs on his heels chiming as his left eye narrowed slightly, his right hand pressing against the law book at his waist... Three-eyed ravens perched on the white bark birch, yellow-skinned frogs crawl out of Green Haze Lake, amidst the cacophony of croaking, cursing each other's blindness..."
Xiao Xiao hummed this ancient hunting song softly, wearing a pair of silkworm gloves. With tweezers and clamps, he skillfully separated the elves' skin and flesh, preserving every collected material in quadruplicate—from skin, muscle, and fat, to nerves, blood vessels, bones, and more—in different glass bottles.
Two of the samples would be handed over to the Trident Sword, two to the school, and the remaining portion belonged entirely to the Atonement Hunting Team.
Xin Fat Man labeled each bottle with a feather pen and tape, while Dylan recorded the number of each bottle on a notepad, providing detailed descriptions of the retained samples.
