[It doesn't get far before Lightning's back on it, hounding from the other side with quick flashes of her blade. It roars, turns with flashing claws and she's--
She's outta there, backflipping up and over the attack, cape streaming in her wake. Another handful of crimson bolts fly from her free hand as she sticks her landing, hitting the Grimm in the face, but she has to quickly leap out of the way again as it takes another swing at her.
Stubborn thing, this one! At least it hasn't hit them yet.]
[He's thankful they haven't been hit yet - it wouldn't do to die here and now - and he's quick to jump back in for another attack.
He's not sure how many more he can get in, having to quickly duck back out of the Grimm's range, but he's confident that they're going to take it out quickly. There's only one of it, after all, and there's two of them.]
[They outnumber it and it's weakening. If they can't take out one weakened Grimm, they've got bigger problems.
Thankfully, however, they don't. Not yet, anyway; when the Grimm turns on Heike to try and slice him to ribbons, Lightning seizes her chance and leaps into the air, twisting around mid-flight to get her blade into position. As gravity takes hold once more, she comes down with a shout, driving her blade point first into the Grimm's skull. Very little can survive this move, and it's no Behemoth King. With one final roar, it falls and does not rise again.
Still perched on its head, Lightning snorts. One down, however many more to go. She turns her head.]
[If he thinks that was impressive, he should have seen them down the Oretoise in Eden. Pulling her blade from the Grimm's head, Lightning leaps back to level ground. Really, this was nothing.]
Good. [She turns her head to the trees, not bothering to sheathe her blade. If he's unharmed, and she's unharmed, there's no sense in turning back to town. Not yet.] There'll be more where this one came from. Be ready for the next fight.
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She's outta there, backflipping up and over the attack, cape streaming in her wake. Another handful of crimson bolts fly from her free hand as she sticks her landing, hitting the Grimm in the face, but she has to quickly leap out of the way again as it takes another swing at her.
Stubborn thing, this one! At least it hasn't hit them yet.]
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He's not sure how many more he can get in, having to quickly duck back out of the Grimm's range, but he's confident that they're going to take it out quickly. There's only one of it, after all, and there's two of them.]
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Thankfully, however, they don't. Not yet, anyway; when the Grimm turns on Heike to try and slice him to ribbons, Lightning seizes her chance and leaps into the air, twisting around mid-flight to get her blade into position. As gravity takes hold once more, she comes down with a shout, driving her blade point first into the Grimm's skull. Very little can survive this move, and it's no Behemoth King. With one final roar, it falls and does not rise again.
Still perched on its head, Lightning snorts. One down, however many more to go. She turns her head.]
You good?
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That was impressive.
[He brushes his hair away from his face.]
And I'm good. It couldn't hit me.
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Good. [She turns her head to the trees, not bothering to sheathe her blade. If he's unharmed, and she's unharmed, there's no sense in turning back to town. Not yet.] There'll be more where this one came from. Be ready for the next fight.