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Grimrace continued to stand leisurely at the center of the battle arena and didn't bother to take advantage of the opening that he created.
It was as if he was waiting for the opposing side to reveal their real battle capabilities. Even if he knew that these three vampire marquesses were taking him seriously, he still couldn't see them looking at him on equal footing.
He felt that they would not be willing to show their true colors unless he continued to embarrass them.
Thinking about it, Grimrace slightly tilted his head to the side before making a decision. He turned at Marquess Roman, who just broke through the barrage of shadow daggers, before finally moving forward. "Let's start with this mosquito number one."
Right after those words left his mouth, his body suddenly flickered before slowly fading away.
Swoosh!
When Marquess Roman saw that, a sudden chill ran through his spine, telling him the danger that was about to come.
