Grimgar Episode 1 English Dub 소설 & 이야기

Grim stumbled back but never fell. Gathering himself, Grim raised his hand to strike me, but was stopped. Luca’s hand reached out and caught it. “I don’t think so.” Bring my leg up, it connected with his balls, making him double over. Luca grabbed the back of his head, smashing it against his knee. This time, Grim flew backwards, landing on some scattered concrete.

The news of what Venya and Kealy got up to surprised him a little, but he quickly schooled his expression and turned his attention back to Grub and smiled, “You asked to join them, didn’t you?” “Grub thought it was a fair question to pass the boring time, but man chest got all red face and was going to yell at Grub until guard come and say fight was over. Plus Grub not want to speak with scary lady and tell her she lie to Grub about important fight, but you can talk to her for Grub though,” Grub said, speaking so fast it took a while for Rex’s mind to catch up and piece together the broken English.

His voice softened slightly as concern flashed in his eyes. I hesitated, lowering my tone. “I went for a run in the woods around Fangridge, just to clear my head. But something happened.” My throat tightened before I forced myself to continue. “I found a Gravok… with seven feral wolves.” Eldric’s face went pale, and his eyes widened with fear. He seized my shoulders, searching me for wounds. “Are you hurt?” he muttered, before barking toward the door. “Guards! Fetch a healer, now!”

Eli’s voice came and Silver stepped back, throwing a dirty glance at the panting, limp body of Graham’s wolf on the ground. “And as we can clearly see, the winner of this sparring contest is…Ivyanka!” There was a crazy enthusiasm in his voice and, despite the pain shooting through my body, I felt smug as shit as the crowd cheered enthusiastically. Graham’s wolf had also somehow shifted back to its human form, and now he lay there groaning in pain and covered in blood and sweat. I looked away as the warriors quickly covered him up and then carried him away to the infirmary. I didn’t feel an ounce of remorse as I too walked away to shift back.

“What the fuck was that?!” “Incubus,” Lila said matter of factly. “They ooze lust. It’s literally how they eat. You looked like you were about to climb him like a tree.” I slapped my hands over my face and groaned. “I feel violated.” She laughed and hugged me tight. “Welcome to Gravemire. Get used to it.” We split paths a moment later, promising to meet for dinner. I needed water. Or maybe a cold shower. Or possibly a priest.

"The Grimgar Pack is here!" By the fifth day of my journey, the peace of the Thalassion valley was shattered by the arrival of the Grimgar, a notoriously brutal pack known for their scorched earth tactics. I didn't hesitate. I grabbed a discarded spear from a nearby rack and stepped out into the center of the village as the first wave of invaders crashed through the gates. I fought side by side with the few Thalassion men who could hold a blade, my movements a blur of desperate motion. The air was filled with the metallic scent of blood and the screams of the dying, and for a moment, it felt as though the world was ending in a chaotic swirl of violence.

I punched a button on the monitor and spoke into the speaker. "Thank you, Grim. You can come home now." "On my way." His reply was faint with a note of satisfaction. She tore her gaze from the monitor and looked at me like her brain was trying to reboot. "Who is Grim?" "Rowan's wolf." She stared. "No." "Yes. His wolf's name is 'Grim', just like mine is named 'Nero'." She shook her head hard, trying to shake the nonsense out of the air.

His fingers still wore the shades of red and black colours, while tiny drops of white and gold, glinted off the backpack he had scrapped off the floor, just a few minutes after Yvette's text. He tilted his head to the brick wall he stood before, and stared a few seconds at the half finished painting. He had managed the upper half of the skull with tiny rose petals floating over it, but the lower jaw was missing. The top had its complete set of gold lined smirking teeth, which among those was a fang soiled in mostly red and part gold. A second of satisfactory smile smeared on his face and disappeared, as he grabbed tighter the straps of his backpack, and picked his way to the location Yve had

Grim had rushed into the room and caught me just as I was about to hit the floor. "Are you alright," he whispered softly and I shrugged as I sat up. I told him I found the spot on my neck and he explained that was where he saw the evil enter into me. "What does any of this mean? Why is my witch bitch of a mother doing this to me? I don't understand any of this," I mumbled sadly. Grim was frowning and told me to check my heart beat again. My cell phone started ringing and I answered it. My father asked to speak to Grim. I rolled my eyes and handed it to him. I watched Grim furrow his brow and look at me perplexed.

Mum shrieked like someone who had seen a ghost. Grim curled the side of his lips into a smirk before stretching his hand towards me. "My sweet corruption, come to Daddy." He coaxed and I found myself obeying, walking over to him while my mum's jaw dropped. "You slut," Mum yelled as she grabbed the glass cup and hurled it at me but Grim immediately turned me away, letting the cup hit his back instead. Beads of sweat gathered on my forehead, my stomach dropping as I feared for Mum, who Grim turned to glare at, his red eyes darkening.