The blast from Gray's arrow cleanly slew the beowolf it hit directly and left the others dazed, unable to finish their assault. While Graham was easily able to slaughter the Grimm he targeted, this didn't even serve as a warning for the rest of the pack, too savage to show any fear. The ruins of Mountain Glenn were infested, and for every target the team destroyed, two more would take their place. "The more time you waste, the more danger you invite! Finish whatever targets pose a threat and find a way forward!" Crystal shouted instructions to her students as if to challenge Leona's leadership, forcing her to step up.

As Lissa's wild twirl started to lose momentum, she quickly hooked her blades together and deactivated her semblance, rooting herself in place while spinning the giant double scythe in defense. "This way!" She yelled, wondering if Graham could even hear her with those headphones on. "It's pretty clear up ahead, we can put the pack behind us!" Lissa looked down at her feet and gasped. "Oh! But don't step on my trail, okay??" She added frantically.

With the clone of Crystal covering her rear, Lissa's defense was impenetrable. The few that tried to approach from the front lost parts of their arms to the violent whirlwind of scythes. Send a million! They still won't stop my Whirlwince! Lissa thought to herself mere moments before her Whirlwince was stopped. While the fodder indeed couldn't get through the blades even with their entire bodies, one fearsome claw stopped them dead in their tracks. Hearing a vicious snarl, Lissa looked up and came face-to-face with the Alpha of the Beowolf pack.

"I was going to attempt to avoid combat, but since you're all so eager..." Crystal gathered her clones and armed them all. "We fight on the move! Each of you has a clone assigned to protect you, so keep your eyes forward and your legs moving!"

Lissa stood firm, determined not to make a fool of herself any more. She dashed towards the nearest group of Grimm, hurling both pieces of Whirlwince into them to initiate combat. The blades sliced two of the beowolves, mortally wounding them. As soon as the twin scythes came back to her, Lissa caught them heavily and used their momentum to get herself spinning, activating her semblance and brutally ripping through the bodies of the two Grimm she had just slashed. The peppy girl couldn't help but smile, which may have come off as rather psychotic. It just so happened that "fighting on the move" was her specialty.

The team was surrounded on all sides by beowolves of varying levels of awareness, though it was clear that all of them were beginning to realize what was going on. In particular, the Grimm around Lissa (with Crystal close by) were enraged and causing a commotion, rapidly focusing their sights on the rest of the team. Few dared challenge Lissa while she was still spinning, but if she couldn't keep the momentum going she would be in serious trouble. Meanwhile, a group of four beowolves clambered over the rubble behind and to the left of Leona, running at frightening speeds as they made to blindside her. The clearest path to travel was naturally the path Lissa was busy clearing, though anything running that way would have to be careful of the glittery trail of frictionless ground. I did explain how my semblance works to them, right...? Lissa worried suddenly.

I'd feel most comfortable having King run it. I'm cool with the idea, for sure.

I don't really know as far as leader (other than Patchy is totally out of the running) but team name RASB sounds good to me.

(Sorry! Got caught up in other things, and admittedly I have the beginning and end of this figured out a good deal better than the middle.)

Without a word, Crystal gestured that the team follow her and got on the move. Though she moved quietly and gracefully, it seemed Crystal wasn't taking her own advice about staying on guard. Her eyes were fixated on a single point ahead, and the speed at which she dashed toward it was difficult to keep up with. Lissa wanted to say something, but kept her mouth shut for fear of being punished again. After a while, the strenuous jog caught up with her and she fell, tripped up by an old pole that caught her leg. "Owwwww..." she blurted, forgetting about her fear of getting in trouble. "Hey Lee, help me up?" She rolled over onto her back, extending a hand for assistance.

"I'm Jacob. Follow me and we'll be done in no time." He smiled confidently, despite having no idea what to do next. The dense red canopy had prevented him from noticing anything particularly interesting from the air, and of course the trees blocked his vision on the ground. It was as Serin had said; there really was no way to know exactly where they should be going. Regardless, Jacob picked a direction and pointed that way. "Well, let's get on the move! There used to be some train tracks that ran in and out of caves in this forest. If we can pick up the trail, finding something interesting should be a cinch."

Percy's already been on a team named after a tree (ASPN) so I find it amusing that our main choices are between PINE (a type of tree) and EBNI (a type of wood).

But, uh...
"Ebony is a dense black hardwood, most commonly yielded by several different species in the genus Diospyros, which also contains the persimmons."

IT WAS MEANT TO BE.