Final Battle I

I saw the scene with my eyes that my soul sense had shown me a moment ago.

The Blackstone island, which had barely shown any cracks when we fought against the eight Grimms, is now broken into thousands of pieces floating in the sea, and on these pieces are bodies of humans.

There are spatial cracks everywhere, tearing everything in their way, but they are contained on the island. There is a ring covering the island that is stopping any kind of fluctuation or spatial tear from getting out.

Hun!

The ring is strange; it is not from the Grimm, I am sure of that. The energy of Grimms is vastly different.

It made me extremely curious, but I did even look at it, instead focused on the people.

From my mother to Rai, everybody was lying there, nearly dead; even the professor was there for some reason.