Snippet #2757009

Onyx had completely lost himself in the battle, his yells and cries could be heard echoing as he fought. Tearing and breaking through Grimm after Grimm. Unfortunately, it seemed he would soon be overrun by the unrelenting hoard. A massive Ursa slammed into him hard sending him flying into the nearby wall. Slowly he pulled himself up obviously exhausted yet his own semblance was now fueling his own rage spurring him onward. As the mighty Ursa charged at him once more, he lept on to its back wrapping his arms around its neck tightly. The beast started plowing through its own allies trying to shake off the young huntsman. As the creature moved Onyx steadily tightened his grip until he felt the monster's neck give under his strength, causing it to fall limply to the ground. Standing atop the Grimm he shouted as his aura flashed again, signaling he had almost used up his power.

Before Onyx could attack again a flurry of builts came flying from atop one of the buildings into the Grimm. Each expertly shot to ensure no one other than the Grimm were hit. A man stood on top of the building holding a heavy looking assault rifle, behind him stood several older model Atlas mech soldiers. "Sorry, we couldn't get here any sooner." The man together with the machines mowed down the remaining Grimm effortlessly, jumping down to ground level and approaching the mass of Grimm.

In a matter of minutes, the stranger had subdued the threat. Onyx stood motionlessly in the middle of the massacred Grimm. His semblance slowly fading and with it any energy that he allowed him to stay standing. Collapsing to his knees he looked down at his arm that the Grimm had bitten into, his aura had protected him for the most part but the teeth of the Grimm still managed to cut into his flesh as well as the slash across his back. He would need to bandage himself up till his aura recovered which would heal any remaining wounds, but that would come later. Carefully he stood up and approached the man. "Thank you." He said with his head hung low in shame. "We were supposed to protect these people but would have been overrun if you hadn't shown up." He cradled his injured arm and looked at his team. "I'm sorry everyone I failed you as a leader."

"On the contrary, you did very well for a group of students." The stranger said with a smile and patting Onyx on his good shoulder. "If you hadn't dropped their numbers by such a large number we might have had a very different story playing out right now. You and your team should be proud, you protected each and every one of these villagers. Not a single person was injured." He motioned to the robotic soldiers to start escorting the villagers to the next time. "My name is Gemell I'm a huntsman from Atlas. You all must be Team Onyx. I was tracking that large group of Grimm, luckily we were able to catch up to you before anything bad happened."