A dark red ominous breath was lingering throughout the sky and every corner that could be seen.
With the ground as his support, Grimm climbed up as he looked around nervously. Yet the only thing he could see was a twisted scenery approximately a hundred meters away. Beyond the scenery lied the lingering remains of an ominous dark red mist of nightmares.
The flat ground seemed to be a small path. Not far from it were dense woods as silence filled the air, showing no signs of creatures or life.
The ground was slightly moist, muddy and crawling with disgusting black bugs the size of finger knuckles, with weeping patterns printed on their backs. The bugs throughout the muddy ground were constantly crawling and wriggling.
Grimm transfigured from an Acraepoid man into the form of a sorcerer.