Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150713200153/@comment-25119920-20151029022823

"Agreed." Corvus lead the way, using his own night vision to see.

Within a few mintues, they'd reached the warehouse. Corvus walked up to the door, and to twist the doornob, but stopped. He put his ear to the door, and heard growling.

"Something isn't right." he thought aloud, and brought out one of his Messorum pistols. As he prepared to open the door, he gripped the handle tightly and took a deep breath. He swung the door wide open and gasped. At the end of the warehouse, there were three Beowolves and two Morte Rapida. They all looked at him with empty eyes, blood all over them. "Shit." he cursed, before he shot two bullets from Messorum, killing a wolf and raptor. He grabbed the door slammed it shut, as the others charged. He leaped backwards, hearing the blood crazed screams and clawing at the door. It wouldn't be long before they broke through the door.

"Anise! Weapons out. Now." he ordered, bringing out Mors in staff. "We got two wolves and a raptor."

It wasn't long after he said that, before the Grimm broke through and charged at them.