Taro somewhat disconnected himself from the rest of his team, for the first time being truly lost in thought. Taro was never a particularly battle hungry guy and if possible liked to actually avoid combat. However, at this current point he was clawing away at himself on the inside. He himself said that he was most proficient in a straight up brawl, but yet he had to worry his newfound teammates, friends he had just met, in the battle. He hated himself for troubling his friends while wishing to be the one that they could rely on. To add to that, during the fight he had to relinquish his weapon not once, but twice. A question from Calen snapped him out of his thoughts, leaving only one remaining. He had to get stronger.
"While we are here does anyone know anything about where these ruins we are looking are? Or is it a we will know them when we see them thing?"
"Hm? Sorry, regrettably I haven't had the chance to explore much of this area since coming to Vale. I think I remember something I read from a book once, but i'm not too sure."

"Requiescat in pace,"
Faintly hearing this, Taro turned his head to see Setsuna, sword stuck in the ground in front of him, whispering. Requiescat in pace? Yet another thing Taro had remembered reading about, though he wasn't quite sure of the origin of the phrase. 'Guess I'll ask him about it later.' Taro thought, returning his attention to his friends.

(OOC: So sorry for not posting, I had completely forgotten about this site, I'll try not to let it happen again. If I'm inactive for 3 or so days again, PM me.)

His blow effectively landing on the Beringel, Taro leaped back away from it. Though, it had seemingly done the same. Unfortuneately creating distance didn't put Taro in a good spot, his sword was still lodged in the Grimm's back. Taro quickly glanced around and found a rock. Seeing the Grimm throw a dagger at his teammate and prepare to launch he ran next to Setsuna and held the rock out in front of him. Ticking on his semblance, the Rock grew to become what was essentially a 2 by 2 metre wall in front of them. "So, I don't have a weapon. We have some battle plan, or do I just have to go in again?" Taro quickly shouted, not at any-one specific, just at his team in general.

Setsuna dashed away and threw Taro back his sword, Taro was able to catch it in mid-air as the Beringel dashed towards.
"Taro! I'm going to need some cover for half a minute or so! Semblance just ran out of juice..."
Taro quickly glanced over at Setsuna and for the first time since they met a look of complete anger washed over Taro's face. Not at Setsuna, though. At the Grimm.
"oh you motherf- I JUST GOT THIS BACK!" He shouted, pegging the sword at the Beringel's back just before landing, hoping to turn it around before it reached Setsuna. "At least get to safety first man c'mon!" He shouted, his foot hitting the ground and immediately flinging him towards the Grimm. Whether it turned around or not he reeled his fist back and prepared for a strong a punch as he could manage.

Taro had little time to react as the two Beringels swept his team away. Though he moved quickly with his sword still in his hands from the demonstration of his semblance. He held the sword out in front of him and charged the one that had roared at him. Hoping to surprise the Beringel with the sudden range of his sword, he used his semblance to extend the blade out the full 2.5m, at the same time thrusting it forward and hoping to impale the monster. Quickly darting his eyes around to survey his team's situation, it had seemed that he was the only one the Grimm hadn't targeted yet. Though this would seem lucky, Taro hated that his team were focused on instead of him. What kind of friend was he if he couldn't even take the hits for them?

"Since we're all here, in case I accidentally offend anyone, maybe it might be for the better if we got a few things clear? Like, uh, what not to talk about?"

"Hmm..." Taro thought, rubbing his chin in thought. "No, not really. Well, there is one thing I suppose. If any-one here ever talks about dying, I'll be pissed." He said smiling, giving his teammates another look over. Having three swordsman could actually end up being pretty helpful as it would be easy for them to all train each other and mentor one another in certain techniques or styles. Taro typically just used a standard two handed style, so he was eager to see what type of stances and attacks his team could bring.

"Ah, h-hello. I'm A-Anna, Anna Fall. I think I am one of your teammates."

An innocent, friendly smile shot across Taro's face as his new teammate said this. "Hey, C'mon, there's no need to be shy. We're friends and teammates now, right?" Taro said joyfully, not even attempting to hide his excitement. Now that he was close he was finally able to get a better look at Anna. She looked pretty capable, which didn't help Taro's excitement much. "Though, I guess we're really not team mates so much as partners, right?" He asked, extending a hand out for Anna to shake. "I hope we get along." He smiled, lowering his voice to be more warm. "Also, you have any idea where we're going or what we're doing? I only sorta skimmed the scroll."

Taro jumped out of his seat in anticipation, waiting desperately for the door to open up. "Come on, come on, come on..." Soon as the door opened he immediately flung himself out of the plane. On the way down he finally had a moment of clarity when he realized that the spot he was jumping down into was a clearing. With no trees. At this point he didn't even notice the beatiful red trees, only the ground below. Thinking as quickly as he could he pulled his sword out and pointed it towards the ground. As he approached the ground and got close enough, he used his semblance to extend his sword the full 2.5 metres, taller than himself. The sword extended slightly above himself, hopping him back in the air shortly. With the sudden, though small, his body got ripped back upwards as he let go of the sword and fell to the ground with a big thud.

"Ah god, think I just gave myself whiplash..." Taro moaned, sitting up on the grass and rubbing the back of his neck. He looked around briefly but it didn't take long to find his sword sticking out of the ground, now back to it's original size since Taro was flung out of his semblance's range. He made his way over and pulled the sword out of the ground, putting it back into the sheath on his back. As he did so, his excitement slowly returned to him as he was finally able to take in his surroundings. Now, where to start...