Grimm's gaze intensified, fixating on the enigmatic man before him. "What about the son of the master witch who fell victim to the beasts, losing his hand in the process?" he inquired, his voice laced with a mixture of anticipation and frustration.
The mysterious man responded promptly, relaying the information they had gathered. "According to the intel we've acquired, it appears to be true. The boy did indeed purchase a husk wolf, and there is evidence of a husk wolf carcass discovered near his residence," he revealed, his tone steady and composed.
Grimm grumbled under his breath, his expression growing increasingly sour. He had attempted to extract information from Elizabeth, managing to broach the subject with her. However, her response had caught him off guard.
