Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20161029044540/@comment-5426254-20161206000127

With Kreutznauer deciding to rest, he took the time to observe how his partners were doing in taking care of the Grimm horde. McCree continued to fire at the Death Stalkers, Artoria blasted foes away with her musical set just like last time, and Memories impressed him with her giant summon felling a Nevermore or two.

''Looks like I underestimated that lass. It's clear that she's got a bit of a bite with that summon of 'ers - she's not all katana. It's useful for pummeling the bloody thing, alright.''

Speaking of the Geist, it puzzled him as to why a Grimm horde attacked the group - he did not recall any negativity that attracted them, prior to their arrival.

Could it be that the Grimm are trying to strategize against us for the Geist?

He decided to check up on Wisteria, who was still alright, with Orran in close proximity. He secretly wanted to hate him for sitting around and mostly trying to protect himself, let alone Wisteria. But he understood his reasons for doing so - he needed to make sure that he survive so that he could protect the heavily restrained girl, and throwing away his life like that early on, when he needed to be alive to pay their sums, was senseless.

Seeing that she was alright, he then turned his attention to McCree, seeing that he wanted to befriend the bloke and find someone to talk to in order to pass the time.

"McCree! You alright there, mate?"