Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11644980-20131015204015/@comment-11644980-20131101190850

Bruce scoffed as he listened. "Yeah. Like upper class can't call upon their tin soldiers or bodyguards on a whim..." he fell silent for a moment as he sniffed the air. "Grimm... nearby, at that. Keep your eyes peeled." almost before he'd finished speaking, a large Beowulf bolted out of an alley and knocked the faunus off his feet.

The Brazen Bull was ripped from his grip by the force of the impact, but Bruce's aura was able to absorb the blows. "Get offa me-" Bruce reached out and grabbed the monster by the plate over the top of it's head, and head-butted it full-bore with his horns, stunning the beast. He finished it off by twisting the neck until a loud wet popping noise was heard, and the Grimm's body slumped to the ground. "Heads up, there'll be more of them!" he called out as he scrambled for his fallen axe.