The moment those words left his mouth, the surrounding awakeners felt their throats tighten.
Grim Reaper.
The name spread among them like a cold wind.
They had all heard rumors of the Grim Reaper and knew the guild had been after him for weeks. He had been a top priority on their killing list, but who would have guessed the famous and deadly Grim Reaper would appear before them?
Not only him, beside him was an undead Level 37 Illusionist. The terrifying illusion they had been battling for minutes without detecting anything had come from her.
The thought alone made their hearts sink.
A Level 37 Illusionist was already terrifying.
But now, she was undead.
An undead belonging to the Grim Reaper.
Ignoring the trembling figures, Thoren looked down at the Young Lord calmly. His gaze passed over the three Scorpion Men for a moment before finally returning to the Blood Sorcerer.
"You broke the illusion faster than expected," Thoren said softly.
