[MissyMidna]

"No problem," The male says breaking away from behind his team mate.

Noctis draws his other gun and crosses his hands one over the other extended out in front of him. "Hey there King Kong, wanna play with me?" He asked smirks before letting a sea of dust bullets hit the grim.

He hoped it was enough to distract since the bullets he was using where is fire bullets. Noctis knew that the gorilla was far too big to be set on fire, but it was enough for it to be distracted by puffs of red appearing upon impact.

[CptSteel]

Argent watched as Persimmon darted off, but Argent was just annoyed. "And then there was one. I hope this doesn't become a trend." Argent mumbled to himself. But while his was wallowing in self-pity he noticed something much more apparent to the senses. " That is just my goddamned luck."

 Argent broke into a sprint, moving his fastest (which, admittedly, is not that fast) he ran to the source of the noise, knowing that Persimmon would follow him or even go to the noise by himself. He had his cannon raised up and now he was hearing gunfire. He moved so he, too, was in the sight of Sherwood and Noctis.

"Do I hear three?" The tall faunus said, pointing his cannon at the Grimm.

[Flooberoid]

Persimmon noticed the fighting going on, but didn't feel the need to intrude. After all, Argent and Sherwood were the heavy hitters in their group, and taking a shot now would only give away his position. Instead, he loaded an ice round and awaited a more tactically advantageous time to fire. In the meantime, he hopped down the ruins toward the relics.

The flurry of shots from Noctis did little more than make the Beringel alert to their presence. Unable to find any other Grimm, it decided to throw a piece of rubble that was nearby. With a short but notable windup, it chucked a jagged stone the size of its fist at the white haired boy.

By now the beast was alerted to all three of the boys in front of it.

[willow_lark]

As the pseudo magnetic bow string built in tension, Sherwood sinks more and more into the 'zen' of the shot. Just as the muscles in his back settle at the level of tension, the tension increases again, building the weapon's power up. It's a strange balance he has, as his shoulders strain in protests to the increasing weight while his mindset and training force him to let the strain continue. Rather than relaxing his body, he is tightening it, yet he finds a calm mindset none the less.

A little longer, and he'll have utilized every ounce of strength that can come from the bow. If it just stays at the distance it's at, it could be in for a rude awakening on the power of humanity.

[MissyMidna]

Well he certainly got the Grimms attention. He smiled in success but then in faltered when he saw the gorilla reach over to throw a large boulder at the three student hunters in front of it. Noctis took off not wanting to add any more injuries to his already large burn. He turned around to shoot a few more bullets at the grimm but the sound of an empty clip made him aware that he needed to switch out clips. Noctis pulled out a one sword cartage of dust then a clip for his gun. He figured Ice would do well for this type of battle setting. The clips clicked into place then the new canister of dust into his sword. Noctis didn't want to continue to be held back because of his burn with his right hand a light purple bubble the side of the burn. In 2 minutes the skin was back to its smooth scarless state.

Noctis watched over Argent and Persimmon while aiming his guns at the grimm's hands. Another sea of bullets flew only this time the froze upon impact.

"Ready yet Sherwood?" Noctis asked.

[CptSteel]

"Boy, oh boy, am I nettled?" Argent had his cannon raised at the Grimm, but when he saw that Noctis was going to attack he decided against firing at the beast. Instead, Argent shifted Silber Brecher into its hammer form and waited for his partner to do his attack.

He, too, waited for Sherwood. He could see it in his mind's eye - Sherwood was to fire his weapon at the Grimm and if it didn't die Argent would rush in to finish it off.  The tall faunus sidestepped so that he would be behind Noctis and Sherwood; that if they were done attacking he could get to the enemy as quick as faunus-ly possible.

[Flooberoid]

((See y'all were like "oh shit" but Harambe Grimm ain't all that against four reasonably capable huntsmen.))

Persimmon saw Noctis dodge and then immediately start attacking again... how reckless. Of course, "reckless" wasn't much of an insult coming from Persimmon, who treated arrogance and living on the edge as virtues. In fact, he decided, it was time to help him out. Ice dust already loaded, he took a shot at the gorilla's feet. That wouldn't hold it for long, certainly, but it would get the momentum going in their favor.

Frozen hands were a minor inconvenience, but even without its grappling potential the Beringel possessed impressive strength and could easily overpower any of these humans. The beast attempted to rush forward but was quickly halted as its back feet and the area around them became encased in ice. It struggled to break free, balancing on its right hand while using the left to shield itself.

[willow_lark]

Sherwood feels the bow reach it's full potential, the pseudo magnetic draw reaching the point where it's physically impossible for him to create more tension. Now he looks to aim, seeing the beast's head is hidden behind it's arm as well as it's chest. Not that the latter matters, given Grimm must not have hearts. Sherwood would assume.

Not wanting to risk the arrow not piercing through the hand to hit the head, Sherwood shifts his aim to the shoulder of the Grimm's left arm. With this much force behind the arrow, he should be able to disable the arm at the very least, giving the Grimm one less thing to hit his teammates with. With it frozen in place by someone's ice dust, Sherwood had been too focused to notice who, he doesn't have to compensate for movement. Not that it matters, because as his shooting is true...

The hit is inevitable. The arrow fires out of his weapon, propelled by the force of two magnetic poles reuniting in a fraction of a second. Air warps around the solid iron arrow, being pulled along with the arrow to slam into the target as shock wave while the arrow pierces corrupted flesh.

Sherwood doesn't break his stance to see the result of his shot. Proper form demands it, and per the mantra of his mentor, proper shooting is an inevitable hit.

[MissyMidna]

Noctis stop firering since the clips where now empty. Finaly did Sherwood make his shot on the gorilla. He looked over to Argent then Persimmon waiting to see what they where going to do before he decied to switch weapons.

[Flooberoid]

In the blink of an eye the archer's mighty arrow plunged itself deep into the Beringel's joint, the intense force throwing its body backwards hard enough to break out of the ice. As though it felt no pain, the beast was back on its feet and rushing forward in seconds, its left arm limply dangling as it ran. In its battle rage the gorilla didn't stop to think who it was attacking and simply aimed for the nearest target: The snowy-headed boy in front.

[CptSteel]

"Hey, Noctis? Dodge." Smiled at the white haired boy, and held his hammer in his hand.  The faunus felt as if he were acting different around these people; and he liked it.  Argent had gently nudged Noctis so that he would move away from the faunus' attack path. And, well, the gorilla Grimm charging at Noctis, that had such a presence of rage that unnerved Argent.

Once the boy had moved, Argent had planned to immediately charge his semblance, and release it after one second. If he would hit the beast he would stun it or better, he thought.

[Flooberoid]

The Beringel, with its good arm, caught the oncoming hammer and used its existing momentum to throw the weapon and the faunus attached to it into the air. It then turned its attention back to the white-haired lad.

Persimmon watched as Argent was thrown into the air. Hope you remember your landing strategy! He chuckled. The situation didn't allow him to do much damage, but he decided to open silenced fire on the Beringel's exposed neck while it was facing away from him.

[willow_lark]

"The full draw on Tristram takes a bit of time, sorry it took so long." Sherwood says, belatedly responding to Noctis. Sherwood takes stock of some things he may have missed while he was focusing on the shot. Noctis is, as he had been, firing suppressing fire from his pistols. Argent had apparently been waiting for the arrow to fly, as he attempts a follow up from behind Sherwood. Sherwood doubts he intended to end up in mid air though.

Trusting the faunus has a way to safely land (he managed to land in the forest after all) Sherwood spares a glance for his partner. He hasn't seen hide nor hair of the Fox, and still can't seem to find him around the battlegrounds. Sherwood hopes he's setup somewhere for to assist, and hasn't been attacked by other Grimm when the faunus went out on his own. Hoping his wisecracking partner isn't injured, Sherwood returns to the battlefield with his information caught up.

Sherwood begins shooting, not using his bow's ability to increase tension. He can fire one every few seconds, his back muscles more than capable of pulling the base weight of the weapon. He decides to shoot and move, moving in a wide circle around the beast, aiming to reach the ruins without it gaining ground on him. He comes to a full stop to shoot each time, apparently unwilling to shoot while jogging.

[MissyMidna]

"Thats no problem, just I was getting a little worried. I know you aren't gonna let a teammate die right?" Noctis joked.

Noctis smiled when he heard Argent ask/tell him to doge. He was lost for a moment before he heard the Harambe grimm growl. The male jumped back with his gun back in the previous aiming position to provide support from afar. Again his clips ran out making him take a moment of pause to reload them with the same type of dust as before. now with Argent in the air Noctis halted his assult on the Grimm just to make sure he wouldn't accidently harm Argent.

[CptSteel]

"Now, I'm even angrier, you fiend." The faunus said midair. With his weapon still in hand, Argent decided to use follow gravity and hoped that he would hit the Grimm, killing it.

When the faunus was falling, he decided to pull the trigger on his hammer letting out some gravity dust, even though he resolved that he would let gravity do its work.  With its desired effect, the dust spun the boy around 360 degrees whilst he was falling, putting more speed into his swing. He decided against using his semblance as to not over or under charge it.