Death of Four Grand Lords

CLANNNNG CLANNNNG CLANNNG

Once again, all three of the fiery phantoms clashed against me, and I shook, but that is all that happened. I remained on my spot while fighting the three phantoms with twelve weapons.

It is straining to control so many weapons under such a skillful and powerful enemy, but it is a challenge I desire because what I have learned today will help me defeat those truly powerful Grimms.

They are true terrors, having very powerful bloodlines to a Grand Arts; one Grimms had frozen space apart with its grand art, even I might not be able to teleport through it if I get caught in it.

"Try harder, Mazla; you are not even pushing me back now!" I said to the Fiery Lionman, who is looking at me with anger and frustration.

My taunt did not work on it, as it still continued to attack me without bringing much change in the attack.