Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140404024654/@comment-24416658-20140411023827

Peyton gave a long sigh.

"Just what I needed. Beowulves. Oh well, they're relatively weak." As he said this, a pack of about 10 beowulves burst from the bushes in front of him, and another 10 in front of Ryan.

"How about that. Get those 10, I'll handle these!" Peyton turned to face the Grimm. As one charged for him, Peyton ran, firing a nail into the creature's eyes, into the brain. He fired two more at another one, impaling the head on a nearby tree trunk. Switching into drill mode, Peyton ran through a beowulf, making a huge hole in its chest, while drilling off another's head. He tackled another, drilling into its heart, before turning again and sliding under the next one.

Jumping up, he drilled the back of the Grimm's neck, insta-killing it. Jumping off that beowulf's back, he lept onto a tree, hanging on with one hand and firing with the other, killing two more beowulves. He leapt off, landed on another, breaking its neck, before jumping on top of the final one, and using his drill to remove the top of its head from its body.

He turned, hoping that Ryan had finished off the others.