A slight panic had set into Graft as memories were starting to resurface in his mind. He took a look at the man who was sharply dressed in front of him.
When looking at his face, although there was no iron mask on it, one had suddenly appeared and everything had snapped back to him at once.
"You're him. the one from Alter, that time in the Behemoth Clan's Dimension!"
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