After his discussion with Mary, Asher toured his domain, the sun casting a warm glow over the landscape as he waited for the dragon corpses to be brought into the gates.
The massive bodies were hauled to an open field far from the bustling part of the stronghold, where several hundred butchers went to work, their skilled hands moving with precision as they skinned and cut the meat.
Although the dragons had been dead for almost three months, their meat retained its freshness, a testament to the remarkable preservation properties of their flesh.
Standing in the field with Kelvin and Mary, Asher watched over a thousand individuals work on the dragons, their labor a symphony of movement and sound.
Over two hundred of them were skilled butchers, while the others were women and men whose job was to separate the meat, load it into carts, and take it to the area where it was to be marinated.
