Okay, so here is my situation, I'm on an unexplored island that has been theorized to be the home of all Grimm and other evils. Why? Personal vendetta I guess you could say. The guy who killed my team comes from here. By the way I never really introduced myself, I am Gabriel Lycanrope the last member of team RNGE (Range) and I'm here to slit evils throat.
The landscape was, in a word, evil as fuck! The ground I walked on was as black as coal, there were black hills and mountains littering the land, I could spot some grimm in the distance (two nevermores and three bayawolves). They seemed to be heading towards me.
"What a welcome party."
I pulled out my greatsword and ran towards the first Bayawolf I saw, which seemed like the leader of the pack, and swung my sword in a long arc aimed for his neck. A clean cut, and with it the Grimm collapsed, its decapitated head landed with a thud on the ground before it started to fade like the rest of its body.
I looked towards th