Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140805025315/@comment-16171938-20140816044734

Clyde nodded as he kept Caladbolg pointed forward in short sword form, taking steps forward toward the rustling.

"Steady, Steady" he whispered as the pair go closer.

It didn't take but a few more steps before red eyes locked onto them. There was at least 5 or 6 of them in the group, with all of them knowing they were there.

"Drizzt, launch what you have at the ones on the sides when I dash forward. Don't worry about me, just take any shots while you can."

Clyde narrowed his eyes as he reared back his blade, activating his semblance and dashing forward at a unprecidented speed, driving his short sword through the forhead of a beowolf when he made contact. The sound of bone crushing and screech followed.