MISTSON
"Gasp!"
Sandra couldn't help but gasp, seeing the state of her nephew, which had drastically changed in the few minutes.
Five minutes ago, her nephew had been holding against the Grimm Monster fine, and there was even hope that he might be able to beat it, and he would have, if not for bloody Body Refining Art showing up, those things are terror.
There are several of them in the Mistson, one is the hand of Micheal's family, but they are notoriously hard to practice. In the past three hundred years, nobody was eligible to practice the Body Refining Art the family has.
There was hope that her sister would be able to practice, but the curse had gotten her before she could become she could start practicing it.
