Chapter 97: Wasn't the wait worth it?

Vincent rushed forward, treading on the grassy ground with a lot of uneven surfaces, moving along the trees, as his magical eyes spread far and wide in search of any kind of traces of grim gore.

"Found my preys." Several minutes later, Vincent's eyes glistened in a profound light as the images of a small group of monsters made up of three Grim Gore popped up in his mind. He could see three magical beasts. They were roaming aimlessly in the northwest area of the woods, merely a few dozen meters away from him.

Immediately after, Vincent put strength in one of his feet, leaping up to a borough of the nearby tree with branches dried of any sign of life. After that, he rushed from one bough to another, crossing trees after trees, closing up on the monsters. At the same time, his presence lowered as much as possible and his speed multiplied by a few times while he used his magic resonating eyes to scan nearby areas for dangers.