"Die!"
I got eleven seconds of rest before three Grimms appeared around me. All powerful, wanting to take advantage of my weakness.
It will kill them glory since all three Grimms I had killed had been stronger than them. Most importantly, they want what I have in my storage; the greed is literally blazing through their eyes.
"You shouldn't have," I said to them as I straightened up and looked at them before I moved.
Puch!
I dodged the while claw of the Werewolf and appeared in front of its chest, before piercing my sword into it, while it watched me in horror.
Pachack!
As I did, the spear of Ratman, appeared by me, that there is only an inch had remained. When I had moved like a phantom, appearing directly in front of it and decapitating on a strike, before turning to Crockman.
Puch!
