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[color=salmon]Word Count: 466 (+1 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]2[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 8/20
[b]Location:[/b] Ancestral Farmstead[/color]
[i]Stress Level: 15[/i][/center]
The battle raged on, and the various shouts and explosions from the other side of the hilltop really, really, [i]really[/i] made the Ace Cadet want look over and check to make sure the squad battling the nasty space Thing were alright... but he was currently attached to the bucking Brachydios' back, and it was more important to focus on the task at hand right now than risk getting thrown off into a pile of slime or the waiting hands of the husked farmhands, or both. So far the hunter had managed to avoid serious injuries, getting away with minor scratches, scraps and burns, and he'd really like to keep it that way. An non-seriously injured Cadet meant a Cadet that could run around and fill in where he was needed - after this monster went down, that is.

Like he'd always do, Cadet stashed the larger sword behind his back in it's holster and drew his hunting knife - a thick, sharp blade that was designed to penetrate a monster's hide - and got to work stabbing away at the Brachydios. He hoped it would agitate the monster enough to focus on bucking him off, but unfortunately the monster seemed to be more focused on attacking those still on the ground. Great! Plan backfired. Not the first time of course, so instead of begin discouraged the Cadet instead kept a firm hold on the beast's back and stabbed into it with more vigor.

[color=salmon][i]"Stupid. Brachydios. Pay. Attention. To. Me!"[/i][/color] Cadet grunted between stabs. He felt the brute lurch, and from the corner of his eye he saw it's club-like tail separate from it's body. [color=salmon]"Nice!"[/color]

His current companions seemed to be doing a number on it despite being kicked around themselves. He heard Geralt and the Courier on the ground taking out the small fry, and trusted them to do just that. On this side of the hill that left Euden, who the Cadet hoped would be getting his chance to shape shift soon. It didn't really help the kid that this enraged monster was more keen on attacking them than knocking the Cadet off it's back, but the red haired hunter wasn't about to stop his assault until the monster went down. Well, that was what he intended - but the sudden spark of gold that enveloped the hilltop and stretched across the sky caught Cadet's eye and gave him the briefest of pauses. It was beautiful, unexpected, and... [i]unimportant! I need to bring this guy down, quick![/i]

As the Ace Cadet raised his knife to stab at the Brachydios again, Euden himself fell onto the brute wyvern's back beside him. Cadet met Euden's eyes and gave the blonde boy a nod of acknowledgement before he shuffled up, reaching for the Brachydio's head in order to attack it there.