Khalis had heard some explosion already. Was there a Grimm nearby already? And what the heck is it that causes explosions? Silently running towards the sound, he was filled with both anticipation and ideas, but decided it'd be better for him to think on the spot for some things. After not much walking, he sneaked around as quietly as he could, peeking through some bushes. It was some guy, although he was just coming out of a small crater, brushing dirt off himself. [i]Well, thats one way I guess... Must be pretty reliant of his strength.[/i] Khalis was only halfway through examining him before there was a sudden whiff of terrible breath, almost making him gag. He turned to find the source with an annoyed expression to come face to face with a Beowolf, creeped down next to him and growling at him. 

Sitting there momentarily, Khalis manually turned the Grimm's head away, whispering "God, smells like you guys are evil for [i]something[/i]. Shh!", before focusing back on the person. Then the Beowolf roared back, sending more of the odor his way. Not able to take it anymore, he stood up, then just turned to the Beowolf and said "God, you know, I was trying to use the element of surprise, but I just can't take it anymore. Go and brush your goddamn teeth, you damn dumpster mouth!" The he turned to the person, and simply told him "Sorry, can we get a do-over?" while shrugging. The now annoyed Beowolf didn't waste any time trying to attack his victim, but Khalis had been ready a long time ago, dodging with ease as it went for a powerful vertical strike. He landed in between the two of them, then stood up straight, thinking. "Size, all right-ish, power seems a little weak, your speed is pretty good, but your form and your breath are just-" Khalis paused, expression reflecting his next word "Bleh..."