Grimrace's Might

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Despite seeing the aggressive looks that the three vampire marquesses, Grimrace remained completely unfazed. He seemed to be unbothered by them despite the heavy pressure that they were emitting.

And as if it was still not enough, he put his hand in front of his mouth and started yawning after seeing the three fully enraged vampires still hadn't made their moves. "Why are you three still standing there? Make your moves already! I am in a good mood right now, so I will give you a handicap."

The faces of the three immediately turned darker when they heard those words and quickly entered their respective transformation.

Their eyes turned crimson while blood-colored armor covered their bodies as crystalline weapons materialized in their hands.

One of them was carrying a pair of crescent sabers, the other had his hands with crystalline claws, and the third vampire marquess was wielding a crimson rapier.