I watched as it jumped toward ; while there was fear in my heart, there was no hesitation. I moved as it moved, while Crockman had remained on its spot, looking at Racheal, who was walking toward us with her bow aid at it, more specifically its remaining eye.
While it is focused on Racheal, I know it could target instantly. So, it would be wise if I remained cautious about it.
The Bullman ca down, bringing down back of its huge great sword toward ; it was not using the edge of the sword toward , and nor did it need to because, because it did not need an edge to kill . The brute force it has is more than enough to turn into the at patty.
I saw the sword coming and jumped and could see its eyes flashing in joy as it smoothly moved its sword toward , wanting to hit like a fly.
"You are dead." It stated, and I have to say, it is a very risky move, and I wouldn't have done it if I did not have done it before yesterday, as it would have been a suicide.
Clang!
My sword moved and clashed against the huge sword of the Grimm.
Imdiately shock appeared on its face, as I did not fly away like a broken kite with bloody bones; no, I used the force of its attack and jumped back gracefully.
"How?" It asked in shock before looking up and down at , and soon, it noticed sothing in both of my hands. "It's those bands, didn't it?" it asked, finally noticing the bands of energy in both of my hands.
They are bands of absorptions; they are not set, but sothing I got after killing the Grimms yesterday, and they are amazing. I was very happy to receive them as most of the ti, the things we received through the rewards were useful to Rachel.
"Now, are you confident in killing ?" I asked while glancing at the Crockman, who was still looking at Rachel, who had finally stopped at a safe distance and now looking at the Grimms with a harmless smile, but no Grimm would think her as harmless with that bow in her hand.
If they need any more proof, they only need to look at Hogman, who has finally cald down and now standing in a spot with its weapon against its fatal spot.
"They are just little tools, will not help you other than survive for a few more seconds," it said and ca at again, with its speed being much faster than any Grimm I had seen, which is not surprising given the shoes it is wearing.
To be honest, the Grimms with the shoes are terror, especially those as powerful as it. With these bands, I wouldn't have dared to fight against such an opponent if it hadn't been injured to the state where it could only project 60% to 65% of its power.
Bang Clang Clang
It brought down its sword at , and I dodged, but it quickly brought it and attacked mid-air. I defended against the attack before jumping back, creating more distance which it followed in quick steps before attacking .
Attack after attack ca; I dodged and defended and even ducked, using everything I had in my arsenal to contend against it. It is challenging but also fun, especially when the enemy is intelligent and bears the imnse experience of centuries, which it had molded to suit its current conditions.
It is attacking with a strategy, which is to push till I am completely tired out; while this is also making it tired and worsening its injuries, it had enough vitality to handle it for a longer ti than .
It is not the only one who is with strategy; I have one too, which began before it even saw . Its model had already ford in my core, and with every move it made, it beca more and more complete.
"We have thought your fearsoness is only due to your strings, but it seed like we have underestimated you far too much," it said with its eyes blazing with an intent to kill.
It intensified its attacks, and the happiest one was none other than .
While it is true, it has much greater vitality than , which let it fight much longer than despite the injuries, there are a lot of conditions attached to it, and foremost of them all is not straining those injuries, which it is doing right now as it had intensified its attacks against .
"If you keep attacking like that, you will strain your injuries too much," I inford with a smile, "Don't worry; after I kill you, I will dress them well," It replied.
"Or you might find a healing potion in the reward box that just has appeared," I said a little too loudly, and it imdiately got a reaction from all three Grimms.
"Healing potion, give it to ; Gnan quickly opens the box and gives the potion," shouted Hogman loudly, "Shut up, Trab; let kill Zaar first."
"The reward box might not have, but I am sure Zaar will have on it," It shouted back, without losing its focus on . "Am I right, Zaar?" It asked. "Of course, I have it, and so does Rachel; you just have to kill either of us to get the hands on the healing potion," I replied, once again loudly.
"Human bit, where are you, give the potion," shouted Hogman, but did move from its spot or move its weapon, which was guarding its fatal spot.
I must give it to the Hogman; it is much calr than the Hogman. Other Grimms won't have been this calm if they have been in its place.
While the blind Hogman is calm, the Crockman is not so much; it is moving its eyes toward the Rachel and Reward box and even takes a step toward the reward box, which is quite close to it.
The allure of the reward is too great, more than us holding a holding healing potion. As we might be lying about having it, the reward box will not. It definitely will have sothing, which will likely be a healing potion.
It had already beco a common knowledge about the reward boxes offering things you need most, and currently, the Grimms needed the healing potion the most.
"You know it had never happened to be, but I heard the reward boxes disappear if you don't pick them soon enough," I said, echoing the nasty rumor that spread into the safe zone last night.
"It is just a rumor," said Gnan and attacked with a furious attack, "As I said, it had never happened to , but I wouldn't want to be true if I were in your place," I pressed as I dodged the attack.
My words have riled up the Grimms; I could see both Hogman and Crockman, with Crockman taking a step toward it before stopping, seeing Rachel is still aiming at it.
"Hraft, guide toward the reward box," shouted Hogman; the Crockman seed conflicted by it, but seeing Bullman not saying anything, it opened its mouth to guide its friend.
Clang Clang Puch Puch
"Move back and w" the Crockman had just said the few words when Rachel, who had been silent till now, began firing arrows at rapid succession.
Two of which Crockman had defended, but the other two, which were at full power of her bow, had stuck, one at its chest while the other one at its second eye.
With it, it had beco truly blind, like a Hogman.
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