Mikado stared at the path in front of him for a while longer. They did what they were supposed to do, the villagers were save and evacuated and the reported part of the Horde was taken down. Judging by what was next to come, the obvious smarter idea was to leave, but still, he would have liked to fight a bit more. Sure, the Deathstalker had already been a challenge in itself, for which it nedded the full strenght and concentration of the two students, plus the help of Mikados Semblance. But they did it. They did it without even suffering the loss of Aura. Even if Mikado had to work together with Smokey to achieve that. Even now, he wished to have any other student of Beacon by his side, but otherwise was he grateful for the bundle of firepower assigned to him.
He turned around, turned his back to the path and its Grimm which loudly announced there soon arrival, and followed Siu to the opposite path. During the turn Mikado brought his thumb and index finger to his mouth whistled through it. The whistle made Kiro look up. The first movement the dragon has made since they defeated the deathstalker. The aura dragon stood up silently and walked to his owner, still in its grown form. After all, they were still on the open field. And as if this had been the Secret Signal, a black avian shot out of the shadows of the mountains and circled above them.
Mikado didn't say anything. He just stared at the giant bird. The bird. One bird. Singular. Well, he shouldn’t complain, this eventually made the situation easier. This looked like a fight from which they could not leave so easily. And it was to late to try, as the Nevermore had already seen them and spread his wings to unleash the rain of razor sharp feathers upon them. Mikado was able to dodge the incoming attack, but after his dodge roll to the side, he felt a stinging pain in his leg. He looked up, his eyes falling on Kiro, who with his size and lack of reaction didn't has the time to escape the attack. Despite the pain in his leg, which is now slowly fading away, Mikado grabbed his Bo from the holster and grasped the staff with both hands.
In the turmoil of the feather rain, the four Beowolves managed to snuck into the battle and were now creeping slowly towards them from different angles, all while the screaming Nevermore above their heads prepared its next attack. Great, just great.
This shouldn’t be a problem for a trained huntress, but as long as he had enough strength to stand on his feet, he also had enough strength to kill the Grimm. He looked to his side, right at Smokey,
"You think you can handle the wolves yourself?" he teased him, already knowing the answer.
With the Nevermore ready to attack again every second, Mikado didn't waste any time. As before, he attracted Kiro's attention with a quick but clear whistle and then motioned him to the sky with a quick gesture. There wasn’t much he could do against the giant bird. Unless the Nevermore comes down close enough for him to ram his kusarigama into its flesh, he had no choice but to send Kiro up there.
Mikado watched the dragon, considering any tactics that might help him now. In a 1v1 between the two, it could get pretty bad fast and end against his favor. He glanced at the Nevermore and then Kiro, who was only about half the size of the beast, then looked back at the Nevermore.
"Kiro, taunt! Make him follow you!" he finally called to him. This plan would most likely go wrong, but as long as there was a chance of success, you had to take it.
Attack Log:
(Kiro) - Taunting the Nevermore
Combat Stats:
Aura: 85%
Kiro's Health: 15%
Kiro's Dustbreath (Fire): 100%
Pock: 14/14
Targets:
- Mid-sized Nevermore: x1
- Beowolves: x4
Grimm's battle log:
Mid-sized Nevermore: Feather rain - 5% at everyone