Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20170509041231/@comment-25363089-20170609153035

Once Margrit and Mason had the improvised tractor drill missle ready. Margrit could see the beast was thrashing about trying to get anything or anyone; But then she saw the boulder come flying out from one of the houses hitting the beast stunning it. For a few second which lead to it turning in the direction of where it got hit to attack the fool; Who dared hit it. Which was its big mistake; "Alright at the count of three let go." Margrit instructed Mason as her son ran to her. She used singing death's hilt to stop her son and in one flewed motion moved him into position behind the missle along side her.

"Alright Nickelae we do this do together at the count of three give that drill all the explosive and gravity force. To send it clean through that beast. Ready?" Margrit asked her son and Mason. "Uh right ready!". Nickelae told his mom as he got out a handful of fire and gravity dust. To which Margrit took one gravity dust from her son and activated her semblance and aimed her finger at the drill. "Three...Two...". Margrit said as she fired and with that que Nickelae threw one fire dust and gravity dust after the other in a series of throws to send the drill flying right for the grimm's leg.

The force of which would make sure the drill go clean through. To that Margrit was sure about though if it killed the beast or not was another matter as she have seen grimm survive losing limbs and others not. It all depended on how bad the wound she figured. She gave a silent prayer for her plan to work. Other wise they would have to evaculate the village.