"Three blood videttes; your boss much is really angry at me for sending three of you to me," I said as I looked at three of them with a smile, without a hint of heavy cursing that was going on in my mind.
"Don't overestimate yourself, Zaar; you are nothing; the Grimms you have killed were weaklings; we are the real powerhouses. We are the limit," said the Pigeonman haughtily.
The avian Grimms; are quite rare among them Grimms. Very few tribes of them exist in the world; it also did not help that we had wiped out a few.
If I remember right, its name should be Hsas; it was nearly killed by Lord Singh in the battle, but in a single month, a huge transformation had occurred in its power, and now, even I have to be careful of it.
"You are absolutely right, Hsas; they were weaklings, while you guys are the real deal," I said genuinely, truthfully, but it seemed to have made them angry.
