Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140324180444/@comment-24296957-20140402171838

Amet looked towards the group rushing him. Two Grimm came in high and low, wanting to tear him to shreds. Amet kicked the low one in the face, using the momentum to flip him over the leaping beowolf. He ran Fenice across the neck of the beast, severing it's head clear off. Amet rolled, pulled up, and jammed the sword in between the eyes of another beowolf. He felt another two beowolves jump at him from his sides. Amet ducked, let go of the sword, and drove his fists into their throats. They keeled over, gasping for air. Amet pulled Fenice out, the remaining Grimm forming another circle around him. They charged once more. Amet dropped to the ground, driving the sword into the underbelly of a Grimm. He grabbed it's leg, pulling away from the pack. He rolled up, sending a fireball into the remaining group. Two were engulfed in flames, the others sent reeling away from the heat. Amet charged, cutting a beowolf's bottom jaw off. He jammed the butt of Fenice into the face of another Grimm, transforming the sword into it's launcher form. Amet smiled, rolled away, and sent a giant fireball towards the other Grimm. The fireball connected with the ground, sending a shockwave and napalm through the ground and air. No trace of the Grimm was left behind, save the corpses Amet just made. He changed Fenice back, and began to walk towards Shiro, the rian somthering the flames. "Thank you, Shiro..."