Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11644980-20131015204015/@comment-4774221-20131017202600

Defeaning gunshots echoed from the streets, as Ric ran through, taking out any Grimms as quickly and efficiently as possible. Generally by a red Dust round to the head works. Running, flipping, jumping, do as much as he could not to slow down. Stopping only when he reached a clearing, he looked around, carefully observing the shadows. "One...four...seven...seven Beowolfs...one Ursa...", he muttered quietly, keeping himself as still as possible. "Klein Field.". Adaptly titled the Klein Field, he poured the canister of Dust he was holding out, where it hovered and dispersed itself in his immediate area, similar to a defensive barrier. Right on time too, as the Grimms charge. Ric focused his dual firearms at the Beowolfs, letting his defense take the hit, with the Ursa almost seemingly stopping in mid-strike, due to being held back by the Dust shield. However, it can not hold forever.