"Why did you want to meet?" Grimmes asked coldly.
"I may or may not have stumbled upon an occasion to deal a massive blow to the terrorist organization called Intra."
The pressure dropped immediately.
Not because of relief—
—but because Grimmes released his aura in full. A crushing, violent thing. It swept across the space like a storm. The rage was palpable, almost visible, clawing at the edges of reality.
But just as fast, he reined it in. His calm returned. His voice steady.
"I've gotten information on how they support the organization… but I still need to confirm a few things."
"What do you need?" Grimmes asked after cooling down.
"You seem to have a deep history with Intra. What can you tell me about this mission?"
Grimmes didn't hesitate.
"Give up."
"Impossible," Nioh replied, his voice rising with a stubborn flame. "There's a personal debt that needs to be paid."
Grimmes stared at him.
