Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151229011006/@comment-25924729-20160121082445

(Not bad naming actually this time. And all i can think of is this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ihIJ1UZAVk )

"WOOOHOOOO!!!" she cheered over the roar of the chaingun as each round turned incendiary, peppering the bastard in swathes of flame until it was no longer visible behind the explosions and smoke, yet she kept firing, fury still boiling.

In the end, TItaness let out a click. Empty. Dawn sighed and collapsed the now much lighter weapon into shield form, squinting into the charred clearing for her victim. Eddie was there, glowing red. Not it's natural sac-fluid red, but the scaly hide was burnt to the color of molten steel, and textured disturbingly like roast duck.

Missing a tail, three of four sacs destroyed and badly burned, suprisingly, it was alive. But the fight was out of it. The Grimm shot the humans a final, hateful look before limping back through the woods, growling discontently.

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She huddled in a tight ball underneath him, feeling the heatwave and absolutely shaking with fear. Unconsciously, her hands were gripping his shirt, and she was sobbing. This was hell, she was sure of it.

Just as abruptly as it started, the maelstorm was over, and she warily peeked out. An acrid smell of burning flesh filled the air, making her gag. Zhu-li carefully crawled from underneath Amilanthior and watched the disfigured monster retreat.

A tight feeling constricted her chest, and she looked down horrified. The severed tail was still wrapped around her. Squealing, she panickedly slapped it off and watched it fall to the ground, writhing like a live being until Dawn stomped over and caught the disgusting thing.

"Heh, souvenir?" she raised it over her head trimphantly.