Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20160303004409/@comment-24595669-20160404023901

Roy was met quickly by a Beowolf fast approching the main halls doors. The Beowolf swung hard with its monstrous claw, Roy simply side stepped, as if in the blink of an eye he cut the arm in half then leaped into the ait severing the head from its body. He kicked off the corpse shooting forward lunging his blade deep into the chest cavity of an Ursa, they both fell to the ground with a loud thud, roy had his footing on the Ursas stomach and groin. Roy held the blade tight and ran up the body of the creature tearing it brutally in two. He looked up and saw two Beowolves leap at him, his sight tracked them almost instantly, he dropped his blade and fell to all fours much like the Beowolf, catching the handle of his blade in his mouth. As the Beowolves leapt over him with thier attack he swiftly rose using his jaw and neck to slice the throat of one Beowolf and using his hands to rip out the throat of the other.

"Fang over fang." Roy mumbled with his blades handle still in his mouth, he removed it slowly looking upon the next incoming hoard, then to The Heir, "I guess they don't know what a real wolf is capable of," He moved to his partners side placing his hand upon his shoulder, "If we bite the blade today, at least it was side by side with someone I consider family." Roy slowly raised his mask from his neck over the bridge of his nose.

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"Phyrra..." Shiro was in a loss for words he was a close friend of someone who just murdered a student, or robot... He was lost confused, he thumbed the scroll closed as he was approched by a pack of Beowolves, He put his scroll away and armed himself drawing his blade slowly trying to make heads or tails of it all. He felt his scroll begin to vibrate in his pocket... He did not answer as the Beowolves were to be upon him...