Soon enough, he had control over his endocrine system again. Geralt knelt by Bull to pull an undamaged harpy eye from a socket, before grabbing two carcasses by one wing each and dragging them toward the befouled nest.
"Time for some housekeeping."
Before tossing them on, he examined the nest, looking for something.
"Lots of fawn. Horse. Sheep. Human. Ah -- there it is."
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Date: 2018-05-24 01:19 am (UTC)"Time for some housekeeping."
Before tossing them on, he examined the nest, looking for something.
"Lots of fawn. Horse. Sheep. Human. Ah -- there it is."