Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-37629772-20190814214631

The hunter guy took his hands off his ears a short while after Kreed left, and he seemed impressed, like a teacher that found one of his students to be especially bright.

"Even with the ear plugs put up to maximum protection, that still hurt like hell....That beaut definitely a keeper."

He turned around to look at his men, noticing how a good portion of them had red leaking from their ears. "Bunch of drongos...I TOLD YA TO PUT THE DAMN PLUGS TO MAX! WE'RE DEALING WITH WEREBATS FOR CHRIST SAKE!" He yelled at them, visibly maddened when one of them responded with "What?"

"My god, OI!" He shouted at his men, gaining the attention of the ones that could still hear "If ya can hear, ya can fight! Now go do your damn job.......Also, turn your night vision on first, wouldn't believe how many blokes forgot to."

The men would didn't have ringing ears flipped a switch on their gasmask, allowing them to see in the dark just as well as the bats. The men who leaked crimson from their ears instead started packing Theo and The Shaman away in containers made from thick, riot glass with a keypad on the latch.

"Now time for some support..."

The hunter pushed his selve back to reveal a high-tech gadget that wrapped itself around his wrist. He input a series of commands and waited a tad-bit, before an ungodly roar pierced the sky. Sharp claws scrapped themselves against the concrete as the beast walk, it's wings flapped with enough power to topple dumpsters and it's breathe had enough heat to roast a marshmallow, the newcomer was a wyvern. But it had a, furturistic white helmet that went all the from it's head down to it's neck.

"Spike..." The hunter smiled maliciously "Catch me a new pet..."

MEANWHILE

If the sound of thousands of scared Werebats didn't worry Roxy and Lulu, the smell of gas that made each of them more and more tired and the primal roar should.