Puch!
My sword pierced through the heart of Grimm, who was moving fast despite being bound, and even when I struck its heart, it kept moving its sword at me.
However, it got slower, and I was easily able to dodge it.
A second and a half later, it froze, and I pulled it into my core.
As I did that, I wiped the sweat from my brows, and I began to retreat. This time, not toward another prey, but out of the area.
I have been here for two days and hunted quite a lot of them. The Grimms have become cautious and even Sky Sovereigns seemed to have gotten involved.
Thankfully, one of ours was present, and things didn't go too far.
Still, it is better to leave as soon as possible, as I have gotten more than I had wanted and Crockman, whom I had just killed, was my biggest haul.
