Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140324180444/@comment-24296957-20140424175928

Amet ran next to Shiro, blade drawn, reloading his weapon. He staring the snake Grimm in its eyes. The white head hissed, the black head baring its fangs. Amet locked eyes with Shiro, nodding.

"The white one's yours.  Let's make short work of this." Twirling the sword, Amet settled his grip on the handle. Reading the snake's movements, he motioned to Shiro.

"Charge."

Amet sent a fireball at the black head, running behind it.