Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10356852-20140107015511/@comment-11588669-20140109021406

Echion blocked a clawed hand, and removed it, before stabbing the Beowolf in the neck, and bashing its head with Iustitia. Turning, he did something he rarely ever did in combat. He cursed.

"Ah shit." A Praying Devil. The biggest BA of the Praying Mantis family. Ever.

He stabbed a Beowolf in the throat, and looked at his partener, meeting her eyes. Actually cementing them as partners. "Erm....hey Nauta?" He threw the Beowolf into it's comrade, before slamming Nemesis through their chests. Twisting around, he slashed another across the belly, then rammed the fist holding his gladius into its chin, sending it back to Nauta. Hoping she'd catch it in mid air.

He turned, and immediately brought his shield up and blade up into Testudo form, forcing his Semblance to activate to keep him steady. Even then, the large Grimm sent him skidding back a few meters with the force of the attack. Echion slammed Iustitia into the ground, using the bottom to halt him from going further. His instincts screamed at him to block, so he spun around, shield raised to catch whatever was attacking him. He was a tad off, causing his grip to buckle slightly. Until he saw it was another Student. Looking over at the Praying Devil, he frowned. That was not going to be easy to kill.

"You mind lending us a hand?" It wasn't a demand, but a question. His voice was back to its quiet state, and the Legionnaire charged back into the fray without another word.