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[color=00a651]Breakfast[/color][/h3][/center] 

Gren jolted awake. He looked around the room he was in defensive and looking for the enemy. But there wasn't one to be had; he was at Beacon, safe and sound. He was laying in the grass, his massive body leaving a Gren-shaped hole in the ground where he had fallen asleep/lost consciousness. He was only vaguely aware of what might have happened last night. He went out for pizza with Abel, Shiro, Team KSS, and Yue, then he came back to Beacon to work on that jet pack. Obviously it didn't work seeing that he was laid out in the courtyard. He was more curious about how head he must have landed seeing that he was out for at least a good few hours, since last he remembered it was midnight before his last test. Sure enough checking his voice logs his final experiment happened at 0045.

[color=00a651]"Good time to get back to work as any."[/color]

Getting back to his feet Gren worked his way back towards the workshop. This was his forty second experiment and explosion. None of his original ideas for an aura based propulsion system seemed to work. Try as he might, even if he copied his own power source down to the materials, there was just something about it that Gren wasn't getting right. But he didn't know what, and that annoyed him. He could only keep beating his head against this problem until he came to a realization. Perhaps that was a barbaric approach to science, but science doesn't happen after one attempt. It was a system of trials, errors, inspiration, and serendipity.

As he noticed his energy reserves were dipping below 60%, Gren also added breakfast to the list. Food was always an important part of the body, weather one was a man or machine. Gren woke up a bit too late to make breakfast for his team, but he was certain they wouldn't mind. It was the Weekend after all, and he was certain they had plans anyways. As Gren was about to leave he looked at his work bench and noticed that he had one more prototype jetpack left. He's never tried this one before because this was his grav pack, which didn't provide thrust so much as juiced up his semblance to the point that he could use it to reduce the friction of gravity on his body. In theory at least; in practice he had no idea if this would work. But he was certain it would just cause another explosion.

[center][h3][b][i][color=00a651]BOOM![/color][/i][/b][/h3][/center]

Gren walked into the cafeteria. He was mumbling to himself and trying to remember how he made that Grav Pack. Because it didn't explode; not immediately. It seemed like he was getting some sort of output that wasn't an explosion. When Gren used it he slipped, but he landed he only slipped again. But on the same spot, not moving. It was very brief, perhaps about five seconds, but it was a breakthrough; Gren had successfully, if only for five seconds, suspend himself in the air. It wasn't until he tried to reach the table to hold himself down did his device explode, and while he was essentially in a zero-gravity zone, was propelled through the air. Wiping the brick dust from his shoulders Gren wasted no time getting a large breakfast of pancakes, eggs, breakfast sausages, and apple juice. Eight pints of apple juice.

Gren saw down and seemed to stare blankly into the air, but he was in fact trying to look over the schematics of that Grav Pack. He chastised himself in his head for making it as a spur of the moment thing, because that meant he left very little direction about how he made it. It was just all bits and pieces where he let his hands guide their creation. His kind had a knack for making workable and impressive machines by intuition, but that only meant it was hard to pass on the knowledge since orcs themselves don't truly understand what they've made. This sort of Black Box technology has been a thorn at his side ever since he became a cyborg. He only had enough workable knowledge to use his machines, but not enough to actually replicate it. Now he was trying to find that spark again because unless he had more Grav Pack prototypes laying around, he doubts he could intentionally recreate it.

Gren was so lost in thought he didn't realize that he had finished all his food and drink, and was starting to eat his plate now.

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The forest was burning.

The skies were quickly consumed by black smoke, blocking out the sun. Trees were set ablaze, most melting into slag before they could truly burn. Those further away did not get away harmlessly either, simply catching on fire and spreading their burning embers to turn other trees into kindling. Taidan's rain of fire soon spiraled out of control into a massive wild fire that consumed the forest, the mountains near it, and anything unfortunate enough to be within a 100 meters of anything flammable. This was all thanks to the broodlings webbing that had been spread throughout the entire forest, the perfect fuel to destroy this vast area. The fire spread through the web and into the trees, burning slowly so that the trees themselves would suffer as they caught on fire.

Thousands of animals died. Even more grimm were consumed by the fire. The scorching inferno covered the abyss where the broodlings and Ariadne came, and the smoke prevented any visibility even from the skies. Team CFVY, who was in a town a few miles off, were desperately but failing to contact Team KNVS to find out what was happening. The town was evacuating as the fire grew larger and larger by the minute, and already those at the edge of town could see the fire's glow. Truly, Taidan's power was great. And so was the grimm's penchant for mass destruction, even during their own.

As for the target of this hunt, their fate still remains unknown to Team KNVS. They would have to brave the heat and smoke of the wild fire and dive into the ravine to see what had become of their target. Or perhaps they could simply leave, their mission assumed to be accomplished, seeing that nothing could survive an attack of this strength. One thing was for certain: there was no screams as the fires consumed the woods. No cries. No shouts. Only the roars of fire as the world around them burned to ashes.

[@Onarax][@Savato][@Sho Minazuki][@Crimmy]