They didn't attack me immediately, nor did I.
We looked at each other without any words. Though, half of my concentration is on what is happening inside my armor.
I am scared of this ancestral power, and two Grimms are on the same level as the Werewolf—attacking me with twice the amount of ancestral power.
So, I would have been an idiot if I wasn't scared of it, but I didn't let that fear cloud my judgment.
"You still think I am weak?" I asked, and Rhinoman laughed. "Don't get your hopes up, human; we have only shown you a fraction of our power." it said and attacked.
Its attack came from the front, while Cheetman attacked from the left.
CLANG CLANG!
I defended against the attack of the Rhinoman with my sword while defending against the Cheetaman's attack with my string hand before attacking them.
They defended before attacking me.
I switched between offense and defense, watching their every move and responding against it.
