Puch Puch Puch!
I killed through the Sky Sovereigns as they came at me. In less than a minute, I had killed over ten of them.
It is a risky strategy, as I might attract some Grimms, that could kill me instantly, but I am taking the precaution and moving strategically to manage the risks.
Hun!
A few more seconds passed, and I had killed some more Grimms, when my expressions turned serious.
A Grimm came toward me. It is alone, but seeing the aura coming off it; it didn't need anyone else.
"You have killed quite a lot of us," said Black Scaled Bearman as it reached close to me. The Bearman is covered in tar black thick scales; these scales are defensive and could absorb the physical as well as the elemental powers.
It is at the Mid-level of Sky Sovereigns; I had killed tens of them of such a level, even those with the bloodline.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please.