Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10356852-20140107015511/@comment-11588669-20140112200520

Echion blocked another blow, growling a bit as it pushed him back. This thing hit like a truck. Or a really large, armored Praying Mantis. Take your pick.

"You know," He pushed back, setting the creature off balance enough to score a glancing blow across its claws. "I don't ever remember- hnnngh" The armored male parried another claw strike with his shield. "Ever giving this guy the lead." Rolling to the side, Echion smashed Nemisis upon Iustitia, drawing the Grimm's ire with the taunt.

"That's right, keep on me..." He murmured.

Whistling reached his ears, and he spared a glance up to see an arrow glance off of the thing's bulbous eyes. The distraction gave him some room, and he jerked his arm forward. The sound of a shotgun cocking could be heard, and Echion met the next attack with a smash from his shield. A slot opened up on the front, and out came dust infused buckshot, slamming into the claw.

It really did nothing but piss this thing off further. The purple eyed teen saw the other male going after the legs, and he shook his head. It was taking too much time, and too much risk.

"If either of you two females back there have any-" He dug his feet in, forcing the Praying Devil into a standstill. His Aura combining with his semblance to make him nigh unmovable. But it came at a cost.

"Any way to end this, do it fast! I can't hold this for too long!" He could feel it eating away at his energy reserves, the muscles straining. He could feel them burning with lactic acid, and he hissed when one of his shoulders felt as if it was going out of place.

"Come on, come on..."