[Flooberoid]

Ignoring the noisy kid above it, the Beringel made straight for its target. The beast was sick of being delayed, and it showed; its face twisted into a ferocious snarl, the red of its eyes seeming to glow brighter than normal as it rushed toward the white haired boy. Ice spikes started to emerge around its legs as Persimmon tried to stop it, but these were easily crushed by the momentum the gorilla had going.

His inability to stop the Grimm was frustrating to Persimmon, especially since they were now on a time crunch. On his camera, he noticed that several creeps had started entering the clearing behind him. With no other choice, he fired one impact shot into the Beringel's neck (loud enough to be heard by Sherwood and the creeps behind him, but not by the Beringel or the rest of the team) and then rushed silently out of his perch.

[willow_lark]

Sherwood nods to himself as he hears Persimmon's shot go off. He must be close, and he's alive at the least. While he could be surrounded, Sherwood takes the fact that Persimmon is helping in this fight that any fight the fox might be in isn't too critical. Sherwood mentally takes note of the direction he thinks he heard the shot from, to keep track of the wayward faunus.

"Get out of it's face Noctis!" Sherwood can't help yelling. The smaller of the pair seemed to be more of a striker, not the kind of Huntsman who deals with Gorillas blow to blow. His partner on the other hand...

Sherwood shoots arrows out, widely missing the Grimm. When he shoots four, they've formed a box around the Berlingel, Argent and Noctis. As soon as Noctis gains some space, Sherwood can use his semblance, and create a lightning circuit between the fallen arrows. They'll form a mere couple feet tall but dangerous fence, as lighting stretches from the upward facing tails of the arrows out to the others.

[MissyMidna]

Noctis looked at the intimidating Grimm in front of him. Following instructions the male sprinted out of the way to hide into the tree surrounding the clearing. He waited for further instructions since he was out of ideas and taking the gorilla head on with his sword was just bad all around. He didn't want to have to push his own bone back into place so he could heal himself. Maybe Persimmon might volunteer to push the bone back into place since Noctis became his permanent source of entertainment.

[CptSteel]

"But..I felt so cool.." The faunus said after he had completely botched up his attack. After another short session of wallowing in self pity, Argent stood up and walked away.

He shifted his hammer into it's cannon form looked for his partner through the trees.

[Flooberoid]

The Beringel continued charging, it's primal bloodlust growing as it saw its prey scampering off into the forest. If any trees got in its way at this point, it looked about ready to punch them aside and keep on running. However, the gorilla was distracted by a loud noise from behind, then another above it. It stopped for a moment and spotted the source overhead.

Persimmon didn't know what those arrows Sherwood fired were for, but he knew the kid wouldn't miss so severely, or in such a specific pattern, without a purpose. He decided it was probably best to make sure the Beringel didn't leave that square. Seeing as it was chasing after Noctis and didn't even notice Argent, it would be on him to make sure the beast stayed there.

This is SO not my style... You'd better be grateful, Sherwouldn't. He was still working on the nicknames and made a mental note not to use that one publicly. Anyway... Persimmon switched Sunset to its staff form while running, and vaulted over the Beringel's zone with a noisy explosion of gravity dust. When he was right above the creature, he triggered it again.

[willow_lark]

Sherwood sees Noctis leave the boundary he'd created before, the Grimm still contained in the area. Acting quickly, on reflex, he uses his semblance. He launches from his draw hand a streak of lighting, which hits the grounded arrow nearest to him. The lightning then flies from the first arrow to the next, and the next, extending into a fence of electricity. As the lightning hit the final post of the fence, Sherwood wills it to cycle to the first arrow again, creating a closed loop. Letting the electricity do what it does, Sherwood returns his attention to the beast he's now encircled with Ar...gent.

Sherwood frowns seeing that Argent was not in the area with the Grimm, but Persimmon who had burst from the trees. Persimmon isn't a melee fighter, as far as Sherwood could tell, and being in a bounded field with a massive Grimm isn't going to be good for him. "Argent! Persimmon is going to need your help in there!" he shouts.

Sherwood pulls his bow back, and starts ratcheting up the weight on the bow. His focus not on his form, but on the status of his partner in the arena with the Grimm. Sherwood watches, waiting until his partner is about to be injured, covering the fox faunus of at least one attack with as powerful a blow as he can must in the time frame.

[MissyMidna]

Noctis watched as the grimm stayed locked on to his location. That was fan-frickin- tastic, nothing like a gorilla grimm out to kill you while you trying to stay out of the way. Seeing Argent sink into the trees with him was a bit of a relief because he thought that the grimm would start going after the faunus. Psh, why the hell would it do that in the first place? Noctis felt his whole body get cold seeing the grim continue its course towards him not even caring that there was someone else- three to be exact, to attack. Noctis frantically moved- more like ran, to Argent damn near in full fledged fear.

"GET THIS THING OF MY TRAIL," Noctis shouted between pants. "SHERWOOD! ARGENT! FOX BOY! HIT THAT DAMN THING! I WILL NOT BE KING KONG'S BLOND WOMAN HOSTAGE."

[CptSteel]

"Redemption.." The faunus mumbled under his breath when he looked up at the beast again. Argent stood up, pointing his cannon at the Grimm. BAM, BAM! He thought as began to fire ice dust at the beast.

When the 'dust' cleared he shifted his weapon into hammer form and awaited the creature. He slid his left foot forward with his hammer raised, and readied himself. When he saw the beast's condition he was going to charge.

[Flooberoid]

The Beringel could not focus its attention with all the things happening around it. First its prey scampered off, screeching like a madman, then the explosions, suddenly lightning, and now some elephant kid it had never seen before was threatening it with a hammer? Mr. Kong couldn't even. The freezing was inconvenient, too.

In the air, Persimmon worked his weapon back into its rifle form while simultaneously reaching for a gravity shot. Almost the instant the gun was ready, it was loaded and firing. The dust triggered with a boom, the recoil pushed Persimmon back into the trees, and the shot landed on the Beringel's skull. The ice shattered and was replaced with dizziness, confusion, and a wide open chance for the kill. Seeing this, Persimmon gave Argent some vague gesture before getting situated on a branch and taking easy silenced shots at the creeps.

[willow_lark]

Sherwood relaxes visibly as Persimmon flies back into the trees. Without his partner in immediate gorilla smashing range, Sherwood felt a lot better about the team's safety. Relaxing his stance was a poor idea though, the weight of his bow was already far too high for that. Sherwood tries to keep hold on the straining magnetic bowstring, but the damage is done.

The arrow bolts away, completely off course, thankfully far over the heads of his partner and allies. With the amount of oomf behind that shot, Sherwood had no hope he'd ever recover that arrow. It was long beyond the tree line before he could even sigh. Worrying about teammates certainly adds another layer to combat, he muses as he nocks another arrow. "Got you covered Argent." Sherwood says, falling into his stance and focusing better this time. If the beast somehow got away from the elephant faunus, Sherwood would take the shot, but he didn't expect the Grimm to get away from that hammer.

[MissyMidna]

Noctis sighs in relief seeing the grimm be distracted by the other three students. He runs back out to the clearing with his guns back in their holsters and Divine drawn. He didn't think he'd need to use it but just incase the gorilla decided to try and get handsy again Noct could defend himself.

[CptSteel]

"HYAAAH!" Argent shouted after a quick nod to Sherwood. He had too much of a bad day to mess this up; he was determined. I can do this, I feel great, I. Can. Do. This. The faunus chanted in his head as he rush the Beringel. It didn't seem as scary now that it was in such a condition.

At a reasonable distance Argent had begun to charge his semblance, for one second. He knew the timing the way he knew the back of his hand.

Argent launched at the Grimm, his hammer moving down toward its head.

[Flooberoid]

The helpless Grimm didn't stand a chance against the extreme force Argent put out, and could only watch as he ended its life. The head and neck collapsed with a satisfying cacophony of crashing and crunching, bone and muscle structures being torn rapidly apart. Instantly, the creature was dead, and an outside observer wouldn't even recognize the remains as one corpse. Moments later, the Beringel began to disintegrate.

The scene was almost enough to make Persimmon care. Almost. Hearing the death of the giant Grimm, he couldn't help but crack a smirk as he dispatched the remaining creeps.

Persimmon climbed down the tree. When he got near the bottom, something occurred to him. He turned to Sherwood and asked: "Hey, uh, you got a plan to let the brute out of his cage?"

[willow_lark]

"Ah. Um... Yeah." Sherwood nods, tilting his bow down to the ground as he releases the tension on the string. After storing the arrow in his quiver, he looks at the arrows.

"..." He waves his arm once at the fence. He does so again. Nothing happens. Sherwood sighs and jogs over to the fence. He reaches out in the direction of the fence again and flicks his wrist, and the electric current fades. "Still haven't gotten that right from ah distance..." he mutters.

After walking around the clearing getting his arrows, he starts towards the ruins, sure the rest would be close behind if not ahead of them. He spares an extra moment to look over his partner, looking for any physical damage, and glad to see none.

[CptSteel]

Argent was satisfied when his hammer hit the Beringel. As soon as he got off his adrenaline high he looked around to see if anyone was hurt.
When he was done checking the others' conditions, the faunus began walking to the ruins.