Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20160117073424

Around the base of their ride home were several disintegrating Beowolf corpses. Thankfully, there was no sign of any tougher Grimm approaching, at least not yet. Violet herself was trying to keep the Bullhead aloft with her knees as she reloaded an assault rifle with her hands. Once that was finished, she swooped low, picked up her passengers and turned the airship back to Vale.

"So, how was revenge?" she asked innocently, returning the rifle to its holster next to the pilot's seat.

"It got served, nice and cold," Azulius responded, gazing out the window. "Satan's Legion is dead in the water, and it's just a matter of time before the rest of Vale's criminal underworld picks up the pieces."

"Can't say they'll be missed.  What about you guys?" Violet asked Rojo, Iris, and Hitori, thought the latter was already tuning out reality thanks to his father's headphones.