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The slight crunch of the leave behind Glynda, whom at this point had been left alone, only for her to turn and have her purple eyes widen at what was greeting her. White magic flooded her eyes before she could speak however, and she fell to the ground where an arm, clad in ebony robings, caught her and set her down gently. 

This figure looked out over the field from their vantage point on the cliff, seeing the Retrograde defeated.

Inconvenient.

Whipping out a hand, their fingertips glowed with similar colored magic. They crouched down and struck the cliff. The resounding effect was white cracks in the earth forming and shooting down the cliff, across the bridge, across the field and down to where the Retrograde lay in pieces, as though lightning had struck the ground. The dirt began to shiver, and then violently shake as though an earthquake was imminent, and it was. At this moment, Rood had run from the clearing after acknowledging Vlad and Chen's words, finding himself beside Bonny and Rowan whilst looking in awe. Beneath them, the ground separated and began to split, separating it quickly to form a chasm where dark and red light shone beneath them. A terrible, disgusting screech welled up from below them as the pieces of the Retrograde, which had begun to dissipate, fell into the abyss. 

And in response, [url=http://wallpoper.com/images/00/22/34/87/dark-demon_00223487.jpg]a grimm that had only been heard of in mythology reared its ugly head as it crawled out before the quadron of students present and shrieked.[/url] 

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Rood's eyes grew to the size of saucers and he stumbled back, his chest clenching in terror. He'd seen this thing before. His breath grew to near hyperventilation levels as he shuddered, the beast and its lower heads approaching in a slow, controlled manner as its rotten breath was blown into their face, causing Rood to nearly gag. 

[color=gold]"F... Ff... Falthon..."[/color]

He began to take steps back away from the beast, clearly freaked out. Falthons, in mythology, were amongst the most 'young' of the Grimm and thus the most macabre. Before Grimm had found distinct, animalistic shapes, they formed monstrosities of fear that had thought to be wiped out by ancient heroes like Turnbon and Chikalis. All the while, the scholar Bentiteea had found ways to eradicate them; complicated methods as such due to the fact that dust never seemed to prove efficient against a Falthon grimm. 

[color=gold]"We gotta run... FALTHON!"[/color] With that, Rood turned around and booked it for the cliff, knowing they already had their relics. Though he had seemed so cool headed earlier, the blonde had looked upon the monster with recognition. He knew what they were capable of, it seemed.