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True to his prediction, The three remaining Grimm were child's play. After shaking themselves out of their stupor, they all rushed forwards together in hopes of overwhelming the prospective Huntsman. Daedalus responded by ducking under the first Beowulf's attack and cleaving its head from its shoulders with a rotating slash, bringing his other blade up in time to deflect the jaws of the second. Without stopping, he did a half turn in time to nearly split the third monster in half from hip to shoulder. As it fell back, body dissipating into smoke and dust, he crossed his blades around the final Grimm's neck and pulled them apart, severing it's head like a grisly pair of shears.

Before he could enjoy his victory, however, a crash of exploding wood came from behind him and he turned in time to reflexively activate his shields, protecting him from a brief shower of wooden fragments. As his vision cleared, he spotted a huge black and white shape bat something through another tree and recognised it as a King Taijitu. He hissed a little to himself, not too happy with the prospect of facing down the gigantic Grimm, but it was fighting something that was more than likely another student and he couldn't stand back and let them come to harm when he was in a position to assist.

He burst forward, nimbly dodging the huge fragments of torn lumber strewn through the forest in time to see a somewhat familiar face in a somewhat unexpected circumstance. The squirrel faunus was aiming a bow, an unusual weapon choice but he wasn't one to complain about 'unusual', at the rapidly approaching Grimm. He let loose a red-tipped arrow, but it impaled the creature's eye without detonating. [i][color=black]'A misfire? Not good...'[/color][/i] With a greater grace than Daedalus was expecting, he managed to dodge the second head's retaliatory strike and immobilized it with an icy blast. The Grimm shook violently, but the red-tipped arrow then exploded, taking a fairly decent sized chuck out of the side of its black head. [i][color=black]'Not a misfire then, a timed trigger maybe?'[/color][/i]

The force and damage of the explosion seemed to give the Taijitu a renewed aggression, maybe even desperation, as it struggled and broke free of its icy restrains. [i][color=black]'This is where I step in...'[/color][/i] The less injured white head swung around to clamp down on the faunus on its back but before it could even turn halfway, two bolts of compressed flame exploded against it in rapid succession. The first exploded against the side of its face, knocking it back for a second and igniting it burning Dust powder that clung to it scales with thermite. The second, by a stroke of luck, struck the soft gel of its eye and instantly liquefied it, the burning jelly-slag pouring out its empty socket as it screamed in pain.

He lowered his arms briefly before making a run for where Aeschel would be, taking a long glance as he did so. Despite the poor display on the airship, Daedalus was actually slightly impressed at the skill the faunus had displayed over the past few seconds. Surviving 1 on 1 with a King Taijitu was no small feat, and it proved that he had the skill to be at Beacon.

That said, he was hardly his first choice for a partner... Maybe he could avoid making eye-contact?