They started fighting, and within seconds the expressions of the Grimms changed; they understood this was not a one-sided battle but something that they would need to pour their everything to win.
The only ones who are still confident are the Rhaek and the blood videttes.
Three seconds later, the first Grimm died; it was one of the four who were fighting against Lady Atkins.
It was killed by my friend Jim, an alchemist who scored the first kill in the new human Grand Lords.
He had cut the Grimm into two, but a strange thing happened as he did; instead of its two pieces falling down, a formation covered both pieces, and they disappeared before he could launch the second attack and truly finish off.
A moment later, a Lizardman with two pieces appeared in front of me, to the shock of three-blood videttes and all the humans and Grimms.
