Thud Thud Thud!
The Grimms threw thousands of us unceremonious down; they could have been a little gentle, it wouldn't be any effort to them, but they did not.
Though, they did throw us down in a neat line that anyone watching from above would think we were sleeping on the floor neatly.
The Grimms left, not before they enveloped us with the dome of energy that a regular Grandmasters would have a hard time breaking.
It would make the chances of sneaking away even more difficult; I have been searching for a chance to sneak away since I saw the Black Sharkman, but I did not get any chance. Its soul sense had constantly been enveloping the whole area; it is very hard to get away without notice.
With it constantly looking around, I did not dare to even twitch. I am faithfully acting like an unconscious person as if I am unconscious.
