Chapter 655 It's Her

"Some mad whispers?" Lancelot raised one eyebrow, "Any other effects?"

"In battle, Small Grid becomes... very bloodthirsty." The Tiflin female magician looked worriedly at the boy beside her, who was biting his lip tightly.

"What's wrong with that?" Bruto widened his eyes, glancing around at the others, "I also go wild during a fight, only thinking about smashing my enemies into a pulp."

"I'm not talking about the barbarian's kind of wildness." Musk shook his head, the curved horns protruding from his forehead making the gesture look particularly intense, "Small Grid he..."

"Sister, let me speak for myself." Glori suddenly spoke up, with a stubborn quality of youth in his voice, "During a battle, I feel an intense hunger, an uncontrollable desire to wound my enemies and let my weapon taste the flavor of fresh blood. But that hunger isn't my own emotion, it's... it's..."