Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151127024223/@comment-24416658-20151209065641

Peyton turned, seeing the girl run off. Finally drilling into the head of the Ursa he was fighting, he dropped its body to the ground and ran after her.

"Hey!" he yelled out, "Where ya going?!" Peyton stumbled slightly as he drilled right through another Ursa in his path. Finally getting through it, he sprinted to catch up to the girl, whom he noticed was practically limping.

"You okay?" he asked, reaching out to her, "Oh, wait, cancel that, you are most certainly not okay." Peyton paused to fire red dust nails at two Ursi that were coming their way.

"I saw you get hit back there," he said, firing off more nails, "I wanted to make sure you were ok-" He stopped talking, as the roar of a Beowulf came from the trees, followed by the Grimm itself. Peyton yelled, falling to his back, holding the Beowulf's arms away. Bringing up his legs, he kicked the creature in the stomach, pushing it back, before bringing his drill up and uppercutting its head off.

"If you can heal yourself, do it!" he yelled to the girl, "I'll cover you!" Peyton reloaded his nails with ice and fire dust coated ones, in that pattern, and fired at the Ursi and Beowulves around them, freezing them in place before hitting them with fire. The rapid temperature change caused interesting results.