Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24572299-20140401142059/@comment-24260323-20140920030803

The opening provided by Aurea gave Ferron enough breathing space for him to yank his arm free out of the now gaping maw of the Beowolf, and prepare his counterattack.

With his left arm already wound up, Ferron yelled and gave the Grimm the hardest hook to the head he could muster, sending half a dozen of the beast's teeth flying onto the pavement as the sound of bone and muscle shattering filled the air.

Drawing the sword from his side, Ferron slowly walked to the fallen Beowolf and gave it a couple of stomps to the neck to check if it was still alive.