"Interesting," I said, looking at the strange battle going on in front of me; there were two humans fighting against three Grimms.
One is surprisingly Silas Bishop, and the other is Lady Veronica, hazels mother, both of them fighting against the three Grimms. All three of them are powerful, but one caught my eye, Targ, a member of the coven, a very powerful Grimm.
Their battle had created quite a ruckus, but sensing the danger, no monster had tried to interfere with it; like me, they were watching.
I had arrived a few seconds ago; I had heard sounds of battle nearly half an hour ago, but dealing with monsters of my own. The powerful monsters begin to come out for the last day, especially now in the last few hours.
