Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20141128101444/@comment-24684131-20150102223222

"Negative. Do not stress the target, get him to medical. I'll deal with this lot. Out."

With that, Grayther cut the link and slid to a halt. Spinning around, he started blasting at the oncoming Grimm.

"Besides." He said to himself and the Grimm. "I'm behind on my quota."

The Grimm quickly surrounded him, but not one got close, even when he had to perform his tricky reload maneuver.