Thud!
The Tigerman fell down with injuries across its eyes and neck; it had taken quite an effort to wean away the power of the potion from its system before killing it.
The core of strategy was eyes; I never let it heal; without the ability to see, it was a fish on a chopping board, a powerful wriggly fish, but still, a fish that I finally succeeded in gutting.
"Bastard!" Cursed the Habr, the Violet Viperman, who wanted to aid its kin but was stopped by lady Veronica.
Targ, on the other hand, is completely busy fighting Silas Bishop. It had not even looked when the Grimm died; only an idiot would dare to distract himself when fighting a dangerous enemy like the Silas Bishop.
Both of the battles are great, I just wanted to sit and watch the battles, but I could not do that. Killing these bastards as soon as possible is the highest priority.
Gulp!
