[He's no wall of muscle like Snow, that's for sure, but she knows better than to judge by appearance alone. It just means a different sort of approach, that's all.]
Right.
[She inhales, lets it go. In the darkness the Grimm growls, low and rumbling like thunder. She shifts her grip on the hilt of her sword.]
I'll take it from the front, get its attention. You flank it and attack it from the side. [Her eyes flick to him again, completely unafraid.] Try and stay out of its range if you can.
[He's lucky he didn't have to deal with Snow instead of her. Now there was someone who charged right in without thinking.
Still, the big guy might have been useful here. Lightning's strategy consists entirely of pretty much rushing into the Grimm's line of sight, getting its attention with a few bolts to the face, and then darting around it like the proverbial laser pointer in front of a cat, harrying it with quick slashes of her blade all while trying to keep its back to where she thinks Heike has gone. As far as strategies go, it's not all that bad.
It just can't hold out for long. He'd better make his move quick!]
He doesn't leave her to deal with the Grimm for very long - he slips into the shadows, then dashes out once its attention has been grabbed. He drives his blade into its side, drawing on his Semblance to make the attack even more vicious as he draws the Grimm's life from it.
He pulls his blade free, weighing whether he should go for another attack before jumping out of the way as the Grimm thrashes, trying to attack him.]
[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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Right.
[She inhales, lets it go. In the darkness the Grimm growls, low and rumbling like thunder. She shifts her grip on the hilt of her sword.]
I'll take it from the front, get its attention. You flank it and attack it from the side. [Her eyes flick to him again, completely unafraid.] Try and stay out of its range if you can.
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But this entire situation is different. He can't keep thinking about home.
So, all he does is nod, reaching for one of the daggers that had been given to him.]
Alright.
[And with that, he slips off into the shadows, trusting Lightning to do her part.]
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Still, the big guy might have been useful here. Lightning's strategy consists entirely of pretty much rushing into the Grimm's line of sight, getting its attention with a few bolts to the face, and then darting around it like the proverbial laser pointer in front of a cat, harrying it with quick slashes of her blade all while trying to keep its back to where she thinks Heike has gone. As far as strategies go, it's not all that bad.
It just can't hold out for long. He'd better make his move quick!]
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He doesn't leave her to deal with the Grimm for very long - he slips into the shadows, then dashes out once its attention has been grabbed. He drives his blade into its side, drawing on his Semblance to make the attack even more vicious as he draws the Grimm's life from it.
He pulls his blade free, weighing whether he should go for another attack before jumping out of the way as the Grimm thrashes, trying to attack him.]
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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.