"Grimm, my boy!"
Little Myna yelled out in surprise, "You've finally come back! Lord Myna is delighted to have you under his command again. Are you truly not dead? Lord Myna is not dreaming, is he?"
Little Myna smacked himself onto Grimm's face. Little Myna's wings were fanning back and forth at Grimm while he was in a half-dazed state from sheer exhaustion.
But in comparison to what he had experienced after leaping into the Whirlpool Gate that led to the Aphid River World, this was multitudes better.
Grimm tried to shake a lingering discomfort off from his head violently. As he did so, the bone spurs which followed his body's movements created a low "buzz". Suddenly, Grimm glared at Little Myna furiously which made him jump back and cry out in surprise.
"Caw caw caw, this really isn't a dream after all. My dear young master, Grimm has finally returned, caw caw caw caw caw…"
