Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-11644980-20140318044230

"You nuts Cain?" Allen snorted. "Of course she doesnt intend to take it on herself!" He set his sandwhich down as he spoke, running some quick numbers in his head. "We're talking a creature with a wingspan that could shade a city block! You'd need some serious, and heavily specialized equipment, manpower, and logistical setup to down that creature."

Ciano began listing off things on his hands, his mind slipping into a mode that assessed this supposed god among Grimm as if it were a rival ganglord. "We're talking teams upon teams of hunter-class warriors working in perfect coordination, we're talking entie groups of massively strong aural chanellers to keep the beast at range, and at least three airships outfitted with the proper high-potency canons you'd need to scuttle that grimm."

He scoffed as he continued. "Not to mention you'd have to make sure all these people stayed alive long enough to even pull it off, and unless some genius out there decides to come up with invincible neck-armor there's a pretty slim chance of that!" Allen then simply shrugged as he leaned back in his chair. "That is, of course, assuming the parties involved even knew where the creature was. And since it's never been recorded straying closer to major cities, the odds of such a force being redily available to a victimized area drop from slim to none."

Allen finally shook his head as he looked a the white-haired "huntress" across the table from him. "Sorry, you may be strong, but you're not looking to simply kill a grimm... You go on your own, you may as well try dragging a hurricane into the ground. At least you'd know where your foe was coming from, then."