Condition

This…

This feeling was… a Rank 2 Demon Hunter Honor Badge!

Shocked as he watched the intense fight from afar, Grimm couldn't help but hover in place as his mouth was agape underneath his Mask of Truth with cold sweat dripping down his back...

Originally, the one that Grimm was most concerned about was the Black Sorcerer Hattori the Hidden.

Seeing him now, Hattori still retained the same youthful appearance he had when he was a Sorcerer-apprentice. Grimm could still remember how he was back then—during the Gore Test, Hattori even teased him using various tricks… with those flying rocks… and the weird woods.

There were phantom heads circulating Hattori—wailing and roaring at him.

Those were the scents of human despair.

A 178-meter Haematic Giant stood up while showing off its red bloody muscles, ones that looked like they were stitched together. Widening its massive jaw, it extended its a meter's long tongue through dozens of sharp teeth and fangs and dangled it below the chin.