[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/szsNaJt.png[/img][color=228b22][h3]Blossoming Relationships[/h3][/color][/center]

Trad only had time to nod to acknowledge his teammate’s replies before the elevator doors slid open. Immediately Trad stepped out with the others and took a starboard position. Dropping to a knee and aiming down the sights, he watched as the Nevermores came closer. He assumed everyone would be holding fire until the birds were in range, but to his surprise a shot rang out and tore through the Nevermore he had lined up. 

[color=228b22]“Whoa! Nice shot!”[/color] Trad called out to their newest member. He then watched in awe as Violet downed twenty nine more before he could even pull the trigger. [color=228b22]“Maybe you should have given her both rifles.”[/color] He yelled to Sand who also had yet to fire a shot.

Looking back down his sights, the hunter realized the Nevermores were still fast approaching despite half their numbers being erased. Ready on the trigger, he and Robert opened fire almost simultaneously. Keeping his shots in a tight burst he made sure six of the Grimm wouldn’t be making it to the ship; and one more regret ever reaching it. His numbers weren’t what the other’s had, but as long as he was keeping his team safe he was doing his-

[b]"Guys! Someone help!"[/b]

His eyes snapped to his friend being lifted off from the ship. Aiming his gun at the large Grimm, he cursed under his breath as he couldn’t get a clear shot. Even if Robert's aura absorbed the shots, Trad didn’t want to risk weakening it in case they weren’t able to catch him. [color=228b22]“Violet!”[/color] He shouted as loud as he could to be heard over the wind rushing passed them, [color=228b22]“Take that thing down! We’ll hold the others off.”[/color]

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