Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-35691777-20180621213456/@comment-35691777-20180703204346

Three hours. Three whole blasted hours, but at last, the final G-Grimm was slain with The Minister's ice blade was impaled through the eye of a G-Grimm Nevermore and had an axe of rock buried in its head, as the G-Grimm Nevermore was the last of the G-Grimm. As the beast dissipated, the axe fell to the ground, where it then crumbled back into multiple pieces of rock and thus the old giant finally relaxed, the battle was over, but instead of celebrating, he looked over what had happened. These Grimm may not have had the strength of true Grimm, but they had an even more terrible ferocity, and truly fought with overwhelming numbers. The Minister's body was now having so much blood bleeding from his body and both of his arms were pratically torn from their hinges, well, one of them was already ripped from his hinge and the other was dangling. The Minister though was more focused on what had happened, sighing as he realized that what ELOR had engineered all those years ago had finally come true: a way to bring back the dead, to hold the fabric of life in their hands, and use it for their purposes. They would not use their armies often, so they used forces that were expendable: dead Grimm corpses come to life to do their bidding. The Minister shook his head, "''Even the dead are unable to escape the grasp of ELOR, as they now have a hold of them, as they do upon this world and this generation." ''The Minister had his arms repaired and regenerated as well as the blood and wounds fixed with his semblance: Will of the Emperor, already at work, green bolts of electricity sparking on his limbs and body parts and everywhere else, fixing the damage done. While the arm that was already torn out was disintegrating into ash in the wind, a new arm was being formed, first the skeleton hand, then the blood, meat and muscle, and finally the skin and arm hair. Every second of that experience was so painful it felt like having your arms being ripped out all over again, but this time his arm was restored rather than destroyed. With the familiar soreness now in place and his arm now present and his other arm fully repaired, The Minister turned and went towards civilization, he had enough time dilly-dallying, and he needed to start getting info.