Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20161122202136/@comment-7489529-20161221065803

After confirming nothing was there and the coast was clear, Seager cautiously walked towards the ruins, and grabbed a relic. Walking back, he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. He began to feel something drawing closer. Inhaling deeply, his pupils dilated sharply, and his head snapped toward the noise. A large grimm appeared, but it was obviously wounded. Many large cuts and gashes indicated that the scorpion-like creature had just fought off some other hunters-in-training. As his team readied their weapons, Seager motioned for them to back off.

"This one's.... M-mine......."

As the creature scuttled towards him to attack, Seager moved faster than the three others had thought he could move. Suddenly he was on the grimm's head, pounding away at the bone plate with his fists, not penetrating the bone but flattening the grim against the ground. Drawing his sword, he plunged it into the grimm's head, and leaned back, sighing, as the beast died. His eyes returning to normal, Seager got ahold of himself and returned to the group.

"Come on, let's head back. I don't like these woods."