The evening I healed the husband of Lord Whitmore, a great change have occurred in the war, and this time, the aggressors were us, humans.
We have sent the fifty Grandmasters into the battlefield, shocking the hell out of the Grimm Monsters, as these Grandmasters were the ones they have thought they had killed, and we have brough them back from the dead.
For the first time since the war had begun, we have killed ten Grimm Grandmasters in a single day.
It is more than a ten, but the exact numbers have been kept secret by the higher-ups that even I, with all my access, did not know.
With us bringing out such huge numbers of Grandmasters, the war had reached a completely different stage. We now have very few cards that are hidden, which makes what happened next is even more dangerous.
