Agility B1C9

Blake took that chance to leap onto its back, catching a spike in one hand and climbing her way higher. It didn't seem to notice, something I was keen to maintain.

"Come on," I shouted, slamming my sword into its hind leg, gasping at the impact. I must have hit bone, for my arms vibrated painfully. Gritting my teeth, I forced myself on, cutting into it once more, but this time aiming for flesh and muscle. "Keep it busy!"

"Oh it's busy," Yang shouted, darting back as a claw slammed into the ground where she'd once been. "Trust me Sir Blondie; it's very focused right now."

Come on Blake, I whispered, watching the faunus girl scale higher. She weaved in and out of its carapace, moving with a grace none of us could have matched, catching a spike with one hand and using it to flip herself higher. It almost seemed like her eyes glowed gold. Pyrrha's looked towards me, nodding in the monster's direction. Pushing myself up, I nodded back, gripping my sword once more. The Grimm lashed out towards Pyrrha when she came close, maybe sensing her as the bigger threat. That gave me the opening necessary to slash at its other arm, making it fall down, unbalanced.

Weiss shouted, as icy mist appeared across its face, freezing fur and moisture until it covered the monster's eyes entirely. Blinded, it roared its displeasure, but failed to notice the Assassin finally reach its neck.