To expedite the feeding process, the Black Giants continually grabbed white Cloud Monsters with their stout hands from around them and stuffed them into their mouths.
Jeming hovered nearby, seizing the opportunity to casually capture several "clouds" that were trying to escape as biological samples.
After sealing them, he stored them within his internal space.
Observing the actions of the five Black Giants from a distance, Jeming's expression appeared somewhat peculiar.
After all, seeing black humanoid creatures plucking "clouds" amidst white, cotton-like Cloud Monster swarms inevitably invokes thoughts of some automatic agricultural harvesters.
"Ahem... Hmm... This is not the time to think about that."
Shaking his head, Jeming began to closely observe the condition of the Black Giants.
He could clearly feel the energy of each Black Giant continually increasing as they devoured.
