A group of natives stopped in front of the Grimms; all of them powerful at the Peak of Sky Sovereign, with numbers higher than the natives.
"So?" asked the Grimm leader to the leader of the native in front of it.
"Our leadership agreed," replied the native man and his expression wasn't good, but he knew it was necessary.
They need Grimms and Grimms need them to get what they need.
"Good, then we should start working then," said the Grimm with a grin.
The natives looked at the Grimms with distrust and there is no doubt in their mind that they would try their all to kill them, and they would be doing the same.
However, they would be refraining from doing that for at least until they get what they want from Oryg Valley.
….
"Out," I said as I stepped out of the corrupted mist into the bright afternoon sun of Ser August realm.
