Expedition to the Burrow World III

Hmm?

The Demon-Hunter Sorcerers squeezed against each other as they gathered at the void fortress. Naturally suspicious, a sudden overbearing grunt made them all shiver uncontrollably. They all slowly looked up one by one before falling silent at the same time. With gazes of sincerity, they looked to this intimidating person behind the black gap with the utmost respect, waiting for him to descend.

Although it was only an aura that had accidentally surged out from the gap, it was still terrifying enough as if a level-twelve blizzard had just swept over them. This sent massive chills down their spines. A sudden realization hit them. Had they perhaps underestimated the power of this Stigmata Sorcerer? Could the real power of this Stigmata Sorcerer have exceeded their mental calculations?

Grimm, like all the other Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, could not help but shiver along with the team.