"Duck!"
I shouted and shouted down with Rachel seeing the huge stone coming at us like a cannonball.
BANG!
The stone ball missed our heads by inches and crashed a meter behind us, sending out stinging hot sand at us. "I will go at it," I said to Rachel and moved toward the Bearman; running is not an option, especially now that it is throwing the stone balls.
The stone balls were not really a surprise; the Grimms we faced were too dumb to find the ingenious way to use their size and strength.
Many humans have suffered due to them, crushed to death; it is one of the most talked about subjects in the human camps, and there is no way to avoid it other than killing the Grimm, and that is what I am going to do.
SUP!
Seeing me coming toward it, a cruel smile appeared on its face, and it picked up another stone from the hidden place I could not and threw it at me.
