Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20140811065035/@comment-24085513-20140830005617

Once Divinia realized that hunters were on the job (for whom else but hunters would bring a damn airship to a simple extermination and have it crash?) she was sorely tempted to turn around, leave, and let them handle it all. However, she did have her pride as a Survivor, and Survivors have no need for a Huntsman's protection. Because of that pride, Divinia did not immediately head towards the source of the voice bellowing out for assistance. Instead, she approached the gate of the abbey, shouting to gain the Grimm attention. She then turned to a pair of Beowolves intent on assaulting the abbey, but now wishing for a bite of noisy human. One lunged at her, but a flourish of her cloak turnes it aside. Her hands found her twin blades as the second attempted to attack. Her thumb found one of the hidden buttons on the hilts, activating the dust in the leading blade and giving the Beowolf a taste of flame, the weapon easily slicing and burning through the maw and removing the top of its head. Her attention turned away from the fallin corpse to the first, which was leading up with a charge at her. Her second blade swung out, ice forming around the blade to harden it. When the Beowolf lashed out, the tip of blade met its skull, sinking in to end its miserable existance. She pulled it out and turned, her feet dancing in the dust. "Whose up next?" She called out, mainly ktockeep the monsters' attention on her.