Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-26362067-20160919235649

(Okay, sorry for the wait, guys. Let's get this back in motion!)

Asura felt a chill run up and down the length of her spine, her grip on Brilliant Sky, in staff form, tightening. It was never a good sign when one Grimm was able to order multiple others around. The Faunus ran her eyes over the Grimm, taking note of variety and number. ''The Beringel, of course. A pack of Beowulves, with several Ursai, Creeps, and Boarbatusks. And...'' Asura blinked. Was she seeing was she thought she was? Narrowing her eyes to get a clearer look, she realized she was. Armadomes!

The Faunus couldn't believe she hadn't noticed the Armadomes earlier - now that she had, they stood out like white blazes on a black canvas, due to their huge white shells. It seemed there were only two - probably mates - but that didn't help reassure Asura. Even alone, they were very dangerous, as their tough hides and practically diamond-hard shells made them hard to kill. Asura knew this first-hand - she was the one who registered the Grimm, after all. Quickly, she tried to count the bands on each to see if they could roll, but found she wasn't close enough to make out any more detail.

The next thing Asura did was tap Kreutznauer on the shoulder, before pointing out the Armadomes to him. She dared not speak, for the possibility of attracting the attention of the Grimm below them.