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[attr="class","nikki109"] The bite of the Ursai missed the faunus by inches, and the claw attack from the Grimm missed being fatal to Asterion by millimeters. It cut through the armor on his abdomen like a hot knife through butter and caused a superficial string of scratches where it penetrated through. The armor would just barely keep its structural integrity and stay on the body of the teenager, but it would definitely need to be replaced very soon if he survived this encounter. [break][break]

Contrary to popular belief, Aegle probably saved the life of the faunus by breaking his semblance when she did. It allowed him to be lucid enough to just barely dodge both attacks, when in his enraged form they would have come in too quickly for him to react once his aura was broken. It didn’t matter whether the crunch of its powerful jaws hit first or the immense strength and sharpness of its claws, because the other would have came a split second later to very quickly end the life of the then auraless trainee. [break][break]

Aegle succeeded in drawing the attention of the Ursa. It didn’t end the life of the Asterion with a second attack largely because she interjected herself and made herself such a beacon of negativity that it was hard for the monster to see anything else. It was a solid if suicidal plan, and her way of carrying it out was much more effective than her first attempt to make herself the target. [break][break]

A very similar attack pattern came the way of Aegle that was used against Asterion. Grimm weren’t exactly the smartest creatures and tended to have similar attack patterns. A massive paw went up in the air and briefly exposed its underbelly and came down in a pinning attempt, while the jaws came in for the kill. Aegle was nimble enough to dodge the paw slamming down and thus avoided getting killed immediately afterwards, but dodging the slam meant being more open to the jaws. While the monster was aiming for Aegle's torso, she managed to dodge just enough that it only got the bottom of her right leg instead. [break][break]

One disadvantage to having no capacity for thought was the absolutely terrible ability to assess threats and how strong they were. Sharp teeth crunched down on the girl’s right shin with enough force to completely shatter all the bones inside before severing the limb had they not been protected by aura. The next few seconds for the girl would perhaps be the most painful and terrifying of her life as she was thrown around like a rag doll by the monster who had a vice grip on the leg of the Atlesian the entire time with the same intense amount of pressure. If her aura broke, her leg would be gone in that very instant. She was tossed and turned in every which direction, up and down and all around like a god damned chew toy for several very uncomfortable seconds. [break][break]

The Grimm would adjust slightly to crunch down again in another attempt to break Aegle’s leg, but she would wriggle free as the extremely tight grip of the creature’s jaw loosened a few inches. Covered in slobber, she would be flung roughly twenty meters towards the wall and indeed crash land slightly ahead of Reynard and Asterion as her orange aura would flex but not break from the impact. If Asterion slowed down slightly, he could probably pick her up without losing too much ground. [break][break]

At this point, exhaustion was starting to set in for some of the trainees. Reynard’s muscles would start burning and starting to not respond as well as they normally would. They would spasm and slow down both his speed and fine motor control due to exertion, here at the worst possible time for such a thing to happen. Asterion’s muscles would ache pretty heavily as well, but he wouldn’t have any loss of function in those muscles just yet. He could push them for a bit longer and could drag Reynard along at least for now should be choose to with his remaining strength. Aegle was fine despite her exertions thus far, and Kishka was also more than fine in terms of stamina due to staying on the wall the entire time thus far and not exerting herself. [break][break]

In terms of aura, things were better. Asterion had his aura shattered and was mildly injured besides. Kishka was resting at her aura meter almost completely full, and Reynard’s aura was just slightly under sixty percent. He would find it hard to make use of that for offense due to being exhausted physically, but he was still in good shape in terms of aura and the ability to use his semblance in the same way that Kishka was. Aegle just had her aura flexed, but still had roughly twelve percent aura remaining after her brush with the enemy. [break][break]

Speaking of, both Ursai were now neck and neck with each other and charging towards the students and thus the wall. The trainees were about twenty meters from the wall at this point, with the ursa about thirty-five meters away from the wall and fifteen meters away from them. Due to the flagging stamina of two of the three trainees on the ground, that distance was almost certain to become shorter and shorter as they got closer to the wall. The climb back up would be extremely difficult, considering two exhausted people and one without any means of helping the others scale the wall would have to do it before the Ursai caught up to them and simply ripped them off of the wall and tore them to shreds. [break][break]

Plus, even if they made it up the wall, they still had to make sure that the Grimm below them didn’t just smash it down. They had to be destroyed, or they would simply batter away the stone walls or the metal gate to make it inside the city. Surviving while condemning others to die was a failure, and one worse than one that was limited to the strictly personal. They still had quite some time before backup was due to arrive, so they either needed a way to stall the advance of the Grimm or to take them out before they became a threat to the civilians inside the walls. [break][break]

It wasn’t going to be easy, certainly, but each of them had signed up for this one way or another. Each of them had signed up to a Huntsman Academy, and thus should have known that they’d hold the power of life and death for others at some point during their time here. They might have thought that sort of responsibility would not come until later, but life had a funny way of intervening when least expected.

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[Kishka Burzanova]

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Alright, Kishka. Steady hands... She spotted the chaos from a distance, and immediately knew shit was going to be hard from this point on. Asterion looked ready to keel over, but Aegle managed to distract the Grimm long enough for him and Reynard to start hobbling back. However, that was well and good, except now Aegle was being thrown around like a damn ragdoll by the absolute beast of a Grimm. "Kid!!" she yelled, knowing damn well she couldn't be heard from all the way back at the turret. It was annoying as hell. And scary. Not being able to do a goddamn thing while her teammates fought for their lives out there, whether it was because of their own stupidity or not. Thank the gods, Aegle managed to break free, in the form of the Grimm losing its grip on her. If they had been just a little closer, she could have easily blasted that fucker to mist by now, standing up with its belly showing, but she couldn't get a clear shot that far, and even if she could, she'd be risking hitting Big Dumb and Defenseless, Shrimpy McSuicide, or VodkaBreath DoesNothing. She did have a plan, though. A trick she'd seen Deraine, of all people, pull off in classes back at Sanctum. Hell, she was his guinea pig- cheating bastard used his semblance on his fucking bullets, turning his shitty little gun into a metal-throwing machine. Showboating asshole. But out here, there was no better time to stoop to his dirty tricks. (Admittedly, dirty tricks she wished she'd have invented.) Reaching down, she touched one of the bullets on the ammo belt. That would be her ringer. She watched as Aegle landed in a heap right in front of the other two, and the bear-like Grimm began their charge. In a moment of clarity, she clicked on her ear piece again, praying at least someone would have the common sense to listen. "Make a break for the spot where I was posted before the first Grimm attack, and for once in your lives, think fucking happy thoughts- I'm gonna try and draw them to the turret tower, so you three have time to get onto the wall. But make it snappy, I'm going to be competing with Little Miss Grimm-Toy here, so I don't know if I'll even be able to draw any aggro at all." Hopefully, it would work. Probably, it wouldn't. She dug deep into herself. It wasn't hard, frankly, finding every bit of rage, nerve-wracking anxiety, and blood-pressure raising annoyance in the bowels of her heart. Hell, she dug deeper than she initially wanted to- her twin's face smirked down at her, in her mind's eye, and she was reminded of every time she'd ever been told she was worthless, or not good enough, or not strong enough. She thought of Aegle. That kid was a fucking mess, and was causing her a hard fucking time right now. This entire thing was her fucking fault. If she had just not been there, things might have gone okay. The two guys were stupid and just about as useless, but they were significantly less suicidal, even taking the big one's semblance into account. And without Aegle, there wouldn't have been as much negativity, so no Ursas to deal with. She thought of how she'd been left off the Argus Limited mission, even though stupid Nik was assigned to go. She thought of how she'd spent two years in Sanctum, doing jackshit. She thought about Argent's bullies, and how badly she wanted to beat the snot out of their stupid faces. She was pissed off. She was fuming. Hopefully, it was enough. And hopefully those morons would listen for once in their pathetic lives. Hell, even if they didn't, that was just more fuel for her fire. As soon as the Grimm got within 20 meters or so, she let rip with the turret, aiming as close as she could to the front of the thing, at the chest, with her first short burst. That wasn't the target, though- the single bullet she'd chosen for her semblance would glide through the air, on a curved trajectory, guided by her Displacement, underneath the beast, and straight up into its belly- or at least, that was the goal. She worked fast, she as soon as that hit landed, she grabbed another bullet on the belt, and repeated the process on the same Ursa, hoping that she could at least slow one of them down. Short burst of fire, and the single bullet, aimed at the belly. Hopefully, it worked. And hopefully, she was angry enough to distract them from the other three. She let loose a loud scream, doing everything in her power to attract them right to her, and give the dumbasses a window to take cover. "Come on, you ugly motherfuckers- eat lead, cyka!" Think Bel thoughts... Think Bel thoughts...

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[Aegle Verdant]

What was that old adage about getting what you wished for? At least it wasn't as though she'd imagined being the focus of a grimm's attention would be a pleasant experience, though even Aegle, as fearful as she was, hadn't been prepared for just how awful it could be. Things started out well, or at least so well as such things could start out. Heart in her throat, Aegle avoided a paw half again as large as she was, with claws to match. Clumsy as the dodge was, it had at least put her clear and that might've even been enough if she'd only had the one ursa to worry about. If only she'd had just the one to worry about.

It all happened so quickly; Aegle had only barely resumed her footing, prepared to evade another attack, when something too big and too strong seized her around the leg. Hauled off her feet as easily as if she'd weighed nothing at all, she was at once helpless in the second ursa's powerful jaws. Nothing made very much sense after that; Her world was narrowed down to the crushing pain around her leg as aught else blurred into senselessness around her. She didn't even cry out, but had the breath yanked out of her the first time the ursa tossed its massive head. Never in her life had she been so completely helpless as that, trapped in the big grimm's jaws. Her arms flailed over her head, whipped hither and tither, and her without the strength to pull them in. Her one free leg kicked uselessly at the massive mouth holding the other captive, but the violence of the ursa's thrashing was such that she couldn't even get a direct hit in, not that it would have mattered at all if she had.

And how it hurt. Nothing Aegle had ever experience could even compare to the pain of being trapped between an ursa's teeth, of which the clamping pressure upon her shin was but the smallest part. Her crooked spine creaked and twisted, her head whipped about loosely on her shoulders, and it seemed like her insides must come spilling out her mouth. That her leg did not break was less a product of her aura than the steel supporting it, but she even felt that bending and groaning.

Then, as terribly sudden as it had all started, it ended. Aegle found herself weightless, and the transition was so such that it wasn't until she hit the ground that she realized she had been thrown. The ground swung up to meet her, as if on a hinge, and she landed in a tangle of limbs, with a sound somewhere between a cupboard full of pots and a slam of meat being tenderized on a chopping block. Such complete and abject pain as she had never known afflicted her then, so total that, for a moment, she felt nothing else. Only then, having landed, with the air no longer whipping about her head and the thunder of the ursai's growls in her ears, did Aegle realize she was crying. Soft, blubbery, breathless sobbing wracked her prostrate form, the only sort of movement she could manage at that moment. Her terror no longer registered as an emotion which could be consciously identified, but was an all consuming force upon her. It swathed her from head to toe, as completely as the pain that ached throughout most of her body. No longer could it be run from or fought, no longer did running or fighting even seem to be options. Nothing seemed to be an option, and nothing seemed could be done.

So why was she standing up?

The ground lurched beneath her, the pain in her leg grew worse and, for a moment, she thought someone must be carrying her. Yet, when she looked down to see who, she found her own feet staggering across the dusty earth. It was as though someone else had taken control of her body, and it was that someone who limped her way achingly back towards the walls, heedless of everything else around her. That someone, though in pain, though wanting nothing more than to lay down and curl up into a tight ball, threw herself forward with all her remaining strength. Not for fear or for pain, though those things surely swathed her as completely as they swathed Aegle, but for some deeper and more ingrained reason. Stubbornness, Aegle supposed it was, though she could not understand how someone could be so stubborn as to go on trying when all trying seemed pointless. She watched, mystified, and wondered what this stranger piloting her body might do next, what she planned to do upon reaching the wall. She wasn't strong enough to climb them, surely, not with her battered body and useless fingers...

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As if in a red haze Reynard ran unaware of his surrounding save for a dull understanding hanging on the edge of his senses. He was exhausted after keeping a dead sprint for far too long. He panted as he did his best to run each breath coming out ragged and burning with the effort. This would not do at all. Hell Reynard might not even make it to the wall in time if he was not lucky. Things were looking bleak and under normal circumstance his mood might show that but a glassy cool still gripped his mind even in the haze. That sickly clarity that seemed to come to him in moments of trauma. Reynard was decent at keeping cool when he wanted or needed to and at this moment it would surely come in handy.

His resolve to keep going momentarily faltered however. Aegle crashed to the ground hard in front of him evidently thrown by one of the grimm. It was good the beast didn't rip her to shreds but she was down. Reynard squeezed his eyes shut a moment with the effort moving to help Aegle but the effort seemed to be for naught. She was getting to her feet! Awe gripped the man's mind for a moment as he watched it happen in that slow motion that came with dire need. That kid was freakin tough! Reynard told himself he'd have to get her a drink after this one. Hell he'd take the whole lot of em out on his own dime if they got out alive!

As Reynard ran Kishka's voice cut in drawing his focus back out to the forefront. The instructions were clear and as Reynard scanned the top of the wall his eyes met what would surely be the party's salvation. That damn turret they had been so quick to abandon! It would tear these grimm to pieces. Reynard nodded up toward Kishka, a gesture he wasn't even sure she would see so he hastily spoke out to the open mic line. "You got it! When we get out of this I'm taking all of yall out for dinner and pulling out some of a private stock I save for special occasions." He announced in a cheery tone the thought of the others all gathered around with him at a table living it up filling him with much needed hope.

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Already hit with Reynard’s concussive blast earlier, the force of the first barrage of bullets slowed it down just enough to be more easily hit by subsequent shots. Due to the exhaustion or injuries the trainees sustained, the Ursai were gaining fast. The roar of the turret stopped at least one of them as the woman on the wall put those one hundred and twenty-five bullets she had left at her disposal to good work. Fifty of those rounds landed in and around the already hit Ursa Major, though the monster was too far out of range for the semblance trick to get the singular bullet underneath. They needed to be within around twelve meters for that to work, but they were very quickly approaching that range. [break][break]

The second Major, however, was gaining and closed the distance while Kishka was destroying the first. With so many sources of extreme negativity around, the Grimm was less laser focused than it otherwise might have been and instead wanted a piece of everyone nearby. The first swipe would completely floor Asterion, who was saved from death largely because he was so beefy to begin with and the fact that he was so exhausted he just kind of rolled with the impact. Claws would cut through skin, and muscle and scarlet would cover the right arm of the faunus as he was knocked down to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the Grimm would lunge forward and headbutt Reynard along the way to swipe at Aegle. They were less than ten meters away from the wall at this point, so it was at this moment that Kishka’s semblance became the reason why everyone didn’t die. [break][break]

Reynard would be slammed down with immense force face first into the ground with the headbutt while he was too tired to even really attempt dodging, with only superficial injuries due to a good landing until the Grimm stepped on him in its haste to get to Aegle and sliced open his back with its claws and cracked ribs with the weight of the paw as the first semblance-enhanced bullet hit it in the belly. There was a brief stretch where Kishka had a clear shot and she would just open automatic fire and all of her remaining bullets in less than two seconds. The salvo would slow the monster down a little, but the fact of the matter was that Aegle was limping along at nowhere close to full speed. [break][break]

The creature would slam her harshly into the wall, hard enough to shatter her aura in an instant and would then open its slavering jaws to rip her entire body in half. Just before the bite connected, Kishka’s second semblance enhanced bullet – the last one she had at her disposal – would hit the monster in its underbelly. Since stronger Grimm did not evaporate immediately, the jaws partially connected – and even that partial connection was enough to at least partially crush and pierce through bits of the brace on her torso and the skin and muscle where the brace did not cover. The only thing that prevented the kill was the fact that the strength of the creature seemed to ebb immediately, pulling most of the effectiveness from the bite itself. [break][break]

At the conclusion of the fight, Kishka would have zero bullets remaining for the turret. Asterion would have severe lacerations to his right arm that would need medical attention sooner rather than later due to the extensive bleeding and the fact that you could see the white of bone underneath all of that blood. Reynard would have moderate lacerations to his back and ribs that were either cracked or broken due to the weight of the Ursa Major being briefly thrust upon his person. Aegle would have her dust brace damaged and skin and muscle punctured by teeth at various points on her torso. All three trainees on the ground had their aura shattered as well, and all but Kishka and Aegle would be too exhausted to do much moving around. The latter, however, may be too injured to really move around. [break][break]

No other Grimm were on the horizon, and as the only person in the area that was wholly physically capable the purple-haired woman would have a decision to make on how she approached the situation. All three trainees would have been bleeding through their clothes if they had them at this point, and all three needed medical attention and to be put within the walls of the city as soon as humanly possible before more Grimm arrived. A small relief force would be sent soon, and the radio was still operational and working so that a medical team could be sent out to their location as well. [break][break]

They were on standby, after all, due to the Grimm attacking all corners of the capital of Mistral today. It was more than expected that there would be some injuries or even deaths on a day like this.

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[Kishka Burzanova]

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Her anger and rage was only fueled by Reynard's stupid suggestion over her headset. But at least he was actually listening to her now. For once, someone was listening to her. The stream of bullets didn't seem to do much to the bear-like Grimm as they charged, though her steady river of negativity at least looked like it was throwing them off course a little. It was a lot to expect that one person could successfully be more upset than three injured morons, one of whom caused all of this in the first place. Unfortunately, while her emotional aggro lightning rod strategy was at least sort of working, she realized the Grimm were still too far out for her semblance to work; past twelve meters or so, the bullets she directed were just landing in the dirt, following whatever trajectory they had when they crossed the threshold of her control. Still, eventually they would come in close enough, and for the time being, the act of "reloading" her semblance served to conserve ammunition, as she took a second or so to touchgate individual bullets before firing in her bursts. It was a solid plan, overall, and as the first of the massive beasts fell, Kishka allowed herself a smirk, before turning to the second. Only for her grin to immediately drop, as she watched the absolute carnage as the Ursa began attacking the helpless trainees. Asterion went down first, his arm being gored by the monster's massive claws, before it turned on Reynard, slamming him into the ground, and stepping on him- she had to move fast. Her first semblance-enhanced bullet to actually hit the damn thing flew cleanly, sliding right under its belly and up into the weak point, where she could almost feel the Grimm pause, in its attempts to locate the source of the shot. Fortunately, these guys weren't too bright, so while it wavered for a moment, she unloaded on its now-exposed underbelly, ripping into it for even more damage, as she prepped the next shot. And as luck would have it, while she did that, the damn thing apparently decided that Aegle was the source of the bullet, despite being unarmed (still a fucking stupid idea) and moving away from it. She watched in horror as it knocked Aegle into the wall with enough force to make the turret tower shake just slightly, and what was worse, she saw the smaller girl's aura burst into shards. She didn't even have time to react- her second bullet was already on its way to rip through this fucker. Not fast enough, though- she watched as it began to fade, how it bit down, piercing Aegle's body as blood began to trickle from the bite wounds. She was out of bullets, and help was still not yet there, but it seemed they were safe for now. A wash of relief rolled over her, subduing the anger she still felt towards all three of her classmates. It was their own stupidity that nearly killed the lot of them- hell, she wasn't sure if it had killed them or not at this point. She could only hope they were fine. Flicking her headset to the main channel, and grabbing the first aid kit on the wall, she began to head down from the turret. "Haven Academy student Kishka Burzanova to central control, three students down, requesting backup and medical transport. Students are badly injured, possibly critical condition. Threat is dealt with for now, but we are down to one student guarding our position. Over." Sprinting as fast as she could, she ran down the stairs leading up to the tower, like a normal person would do, and quickly made her way over to the three downed trainees, Lucky 13 drawn and ready. Aegle was her first stop. "Kid! Fuck!" Up close, she wasn't a pretty sight- the purple-haired girl didn't have much first aid skill, but she knew enough to hopefully quell the bleeding long enough for a medic team to arrive. "Hold still, and let me patch you up." Without waiting for Aegle to consent to the assistance, and knowing damn well she was in no position to argue, she immediately set up wrapping Aegle's wounds in bandages, after wiping away as much of the blood as she could with a cloth. What she found though was... Interesting. Some kind of metal brace? Did this kid have fucking back problems?! Why the hell was she allowed at Haven? No time to worry about that, though. She had a lot of work to do. "Hey Kid... I'm not gonna sit here and tell you that this entire fiasco wasn't almost entirely your fault. Or that if you weren't bleeding out on the ground, I'd happily shove my boot down your throat. But that shit back there with the Ursa? You might be weak, stupid, and arguably the worst huntress I've ever met, but that took fucking guts. Keep it up." Always the charmer. But at least she didn't intend her words as an insult. Mostly. Satisfied that Aegle wasn't going to immediately die, she headed over to Asterion, whose arm was pouring blood quickly. She wasn't entirely sure if he was even still conscious, but she picked up his beefy arm and wiped off what blood she could, before realizing she didn't have nearly enough bandages for him and Reynard. So, with a slightly apologetic shrug, she ripped off a strip of the Faunus's shredded shirt, one that was the least bloodied and damaged, and fastened it around his arm, like a makeshift tourniquet. Sloppy work, but it was all she could do for the moment. Next was Reynard, who looked like a hot fucking mess. "I don't think we're going to be having those dinner plans any time soon, Red. How's your ribs?" Frankly, she wasn't sure if he was awake either, but getting him talking seemed like a good plan. Dude had just gotten stomped on by an Ursa Major. She did her best to clean and dress his wounds as well, before turning to face the woods, addressing all of them with a slightly louder voice. "Medical team is on the way. You guys just hold tight until then. Unlike you, I wasn't dumb enough to leave our post, so I'm still in fighting condition. None of you are. Just don't die on me." Her umbrella pointed out towards the forest, armed and ready. In truth, if anything came at them now, she wasn't confident she could hold it off on her own. But it was better than doing nothing. And as much as she hated these dipshits, she wasn't about to leave them defenseless. That wasn't how she was going to show Aegle what a Huntress looked like, after all.

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[Aegle Verdant]

Aegle watched Kishka take up her defensive position through narrowed eyes, gone cloudy with the pain she was in. When the Ursa had been thrashing her about, Aegle could not have imagined a greater agony, but it had not been long before she'd discovered one far greater. How quaint it now seemed, to be whipped about like a chew toy, when she had actually being chewed upon to compare it too. She rested where she'd fallen, where Kishka had found her, at the base of the wall she'd been thrown again, trembling with the variety and intensity of pain which afflicted her. Her fingers worked numbly at the bands cloth Kishka had used to bind her chest, sure from how it felt that some piece of the ursa must have been left in her when the beast faded to dust, but too weak to pull the bandages back and check.

Her head ached, her blood roared in her ears, and everything seemed too bright and too cold. The light itself seemed to have an edge to it, as sharp and brittle as broken glass. Worst of all, she couldn't seem to move one of her arms. She felt it well enough, but a great weight seemed pressed down upon it. Aegle might have moved her head to see what, but she couldn't take her eyes off of Kishka. Probably she was thinking about what the older girl had said while she was tending her wounds, but Aegle hadn't been able to make much sense of her words at the time, and had not caught all of them. She couldn't make much sense of her thoughts right then for that matter, everything coming through vague, far away, and filtered through the furnace of tempering pain which burned across most of her body. It was hard to think about much, when everything hurt.

She wanted to close her eyes and lay down, and at last give up. Give up whatever it was she thought she was doing, give up and go to sleep. She would have been asleep already, most likely, if the pain hadn't been keeping her awake. So instead, bleary as a spring morning, Aegle went on watching Kishka. She watched Kishka speak to Reynard and the big faunus, and do something with her hands for them, binding their wounds most likely, the same as she'd done for Aegle. A pang of guilt stabbed through her just then, but it was so vague and disconnected from all real sense of where or why, that it went almost unnoticed.

After she was done with Reynard and Asterion, Kishka said something to someone Aegle couldn't see, then took up a defensive posture before the fallen trio. Aegle wondered if there were more grimm coming, but the thought failed to rouse much of a reaction in her, losing much of its sting to the daze and fog which filled her mind. Abruptly, a twinge raced down her mauled side. Aegle hissed, eyes narrowing, from what felt like someone sinking tines of red-hot iron into her ribs. There was a lurching feeling, and the world pivoted unsteadily about her. Someone was lifting her up, forcing her back against the wall and sliding her up it. She gasped, grunted, protesting the pain this caused her, and was left almost standing, back braced to the cool stone, head awash with dizziness. There was no one there. No one had lifted her up. Baffled, Aegle looked down at her side, to where she'd felt something digging into her ribs, and saw only her own hand, clasped tight across her blood drenched chest.

Uncomprehending, Aegle still staggered away from the wall. One arm hung limply by her side, a jagged length of bent metal poking out from that sleeve, her feet dragged in the dirt. Stepping past Reynard, past Asterion, neither of whom she could help, Aegle stopped a couple of strides to Kishka's side, dazed emerald eyes pointed straight ahead, at the treeline and the hills beyond. She wasn't sure what she was doing, as she pulled her one good arm off of her side, as she pulled a fist, as she adopted as much of a guard as she was able, with only the one arm working.

Aegle shuddered, swaying where she stood, and watched the trees as intently as Kishka had done.

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[Wolfe]

XP Distribution

Note: Every participant in this thread except for Wolfe gets 1 Event Point worth 250XP, so effective gains are +250 XP for each character involved should you exchange that EP for XP.

Aegle: 84 x 200% (event bonus) = 168

178 + 168 = 346 XP new total

Reynard: 29 x 200% (event bonus) = 58

44 + 58 = 102 XP new total

Asterion: 36 x 200% (event bonus) = 72

1 + 72 = 73 XP new total

Kishka: 85 x 200% (event bonus) = 170

41 + 170 = 211 XP new total

Wolfe: 70 x 200% (event bonus) = 140

140 x 150% (DM thread with 4 others to completion) = 210

216 + 210 = 426 XP new total