[Grimm's approach to the mindless husks is much the same as the Vessel's...if more flashy. The firebats screech as they escape from Grimm's cloak, three at a time, to slam into the husks and greedily eat away at their flesh. His flame was too strong to be put out by water and his dance upon the streets of the jewel of Hallownest is lively and deadly. Those who attack the Vessel in their moments of hesitation are met with spikes formed from his cloak. A lifeline the Vessel may have been holding but was as deadly as anything else about Grimm when it came to his love of battle.
The animosity of the light hellbent on the Vessel changes to one of mild shock and curiously, "Why are you here?" as both a question and an alarm. They are not the only one who that light knows. Once upon a time Grimm and the light were in union, but now no more.
A pity but a clash of personalities and a divide meant they no longer could come to an agreement.
The violence eventually calms and all that remains is the sound of the city's rain. Grimm is amused at the Vessel's clear display of fascination with the rain. They do indeed have their own traits, even if it is thus far a healthy sense of curiosity.]
Beautiful, is it not? It perpetually rains in the heart of Hallownest due to the lake above us and its crystal clear water dripping through the cracks in the ceiling. Once upon a time, this place was bustling with bugs of all shapes and sizes, living lives of riches and luxury. Few remain now but the city is as everlasting as it was in the past.
[Even if it came from the many sacrifices of others the City of Tears stands tall, locked away from the rest of the world. Although, in the end...
Grimm shakes his head and looks up.]
Our next destination is higher up, thus it will be a bit of a climb. Are you ready, my friend?
[The Pleasure House and its wonderful song is next.]
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The animosity of the light hellbent on the Vessel changes to one of mild shock and curiously, "Why are you here?" as both a question and an alarm. They are not the only one who that light knows. Once upon a time Grimm and the light were in union, but now no more.
A pity but a clash of personalities and a divide meant they no longer could come to an agreement.
The violence eventually calms and all that remains is the sound of the city's rain. Grimm is amused at the Vessel's clear display of fascination with the rain. They do indeed have their own traits, even if it is thus far a healthy sense of curiosity.]
Beautiful, is it not? It perpetually rains in the heart of Hallownest due to the lake above us and its crystal clear water dripping through the cracks in the ceiling. Once upon a time, this place was bustling with bugs of all shapes and sizes, living lives of riches and luxury. Few remain now but the city is as everlasting as it was in the past.
[Even if it came from the many sacrifices of others the City of Tears stands tall, locked away from the rest of the world. Although, in the end...
Grimm shakes his head and looks up.]
Our next destination is higher up, thus it will be a bit of a climb. Are you ready, my friend?
[The Pleasure House and its wonderful song is next.]