Puch!
My spear pierced through the chest of Grimm, while it watched in the shock. Not only it, but others are also surprised to see how it died.
No one had thought it would happen, especially the Grimm, in whose heart, my spear is buried.
It was so confident, and it had a right to be; it was so powerful that I would have needed quite a long to kill.
Unfortunately, its fate was sealed the moment I sensed its bloodline. It can be a great blessing, but also the curse for the Grimms, when they came against the people like me.
I removed the spear, and the Grimm disappeared.
I didn't talk and instead went toward the three Grimms at the top. I was surprised they didn't run away and instead summoned their pull power to attack.
