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[color=salmon]Word Count: 596 (+1 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]2[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 7/20
[b]Location:[/b] Ancestral Farmstead[/color]
[i]Stress Level: 15[/i][/center]
As the Brachydios slung it's slime around the area, the Ace Cadet managed to expertly dodge the globs that came flying his way. He wasn't part of the "Ace Hunters" by coincidence after all. However, even experts make mistakes every now and then. Cadet's focus was zeroed in on the Brute Wyvern, and as he kept his eyes on it to avoid the monster's incoming headbutt, he missed the creep of husked farmhands behind him. Cadet leapt backwards to avoid the Brachydios' head protrusion only to land directly in front of a group of the husks, who tore at the armor on his back. [color=salmon]"Get off!"[/color] he snapped at the humanoid husks, spinning around with his sword to slice at the enemies in a circular slash. From the corner of his eye he saw the Brachydios move away to strike at another target, so he took a step to distance himself from the husks that had 'survived' his attack - and stepped directly into the left over slime puddle.

[i]Crap,[/i] Cadet thought, finishing off the few husks around him before running back towards the Brachydios. He did a quick tumble forward in an attempt to get the slime off his leg, only to discover it wasn't that easy. [i]Crap again![/i]  The hunter scraped the slime off with his shield and shook the metal plate vigorously to rid it of the volatile mucus (only serving to spread it around the area more) as he watched the others attack it. Euden's fire attacks he knew wouldn't do much good, and the Cadet quickly thought to himself how much he wished he had a water-element attuned weapon.

[i]...oh my Gog, water, [b]duh![/b][/i] The Cadet barely had time to think and give himself a face palm before the smaller puddles of slime he'd created finished changing color and exploded around him, further scorching his armor. Scrambling upright after the short distance he'd been blown, the Cadet got back into a fighting stance and took stock of the situation: Geralt, Euden and the Courier were all on the offensive. Bowser left to join the fight with the Thing, and... the entire place was suddenly surrounded by green? It was a bit disorienting, but Cadet squeezed his eyes shut for a moment to regain his focus. Euden's mention of "[i]something something[/i] frenzy" nearly had the Cadet's heart leaping into his throat, but no, it wasn't exactly the same as the virus, at least he didn't think so. 

[color=salmon]"We need to keep it off your back, right? Can do!"[/color] Cadet called out to Euden, moving toward the young blonde to try and draw the Brachydios' attention back to himself. After a brief moment considering which area on the monster's body to target, Cadet settled for what he thought the best way to stop the Brachydios from attacking the apparent shape-shifter, or any of the others, was: getting on top of it. The hunter briefly looked toward the others and offered the advice that had slipped his mind earlier, [color=salmon]"If any of you have any water-element attacks, they'd be a lot more useful!"[/color]

With that, the Cadet grounded himself and aimed the large claw attached to his slinger at the Brute Wyvern's back. The clutch claw was a rugged hook that was perfect for gripping to the hide's of monsters, and what better situation to use it in than this one? He fired it it, looking for a clean connection to pull himself directly on top of the Brachydios to mount it and distract it enough for the others to put work in on it.