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<br/>​</div>Shiro had witnessed the grimm wolves absorb the black dust from their fallen pack member, growing stronger as a result. The barest flicker of surprise had crossed his features as he watched it happen, followed immediately by a restructuring of priorities. Once again, the boy with the black metal orb spoke up, more or less stating a plan identical to his own. They needed that key. The only way to beat these wolves was to destroy them all simultaneously, leaving no survivor to be empowered. The problem with this plan, among numerous other assumptions, was that it was doubtful they could herd them all into one small area and then kill them all at the same time. Even if one of the team had that capability, there was no guarantee that one of the wolves might not somehow escape death, there by becoming too powerful for them to take down, collectively or otherwise. The boy with the gauntlets seemed to know this, or at least was thinking a step ahead. Meanwhile, behind them he could hear Red dashing circles around her opponents, her speed and strength more than a match for them. If they made it out of this alive, he might formally commend her on her skill with a sword, though thoughts of the future were somewhat of a luxury at present.<br/><br/>The boy with the black orb, Shiro was tempted to just call him '<i>leader</i>' for now, had proposed he somehow trip up the larger Grimm. Shiro had nodded his assent. It was a sound plan, but he couldn't trap another without unwinding from the first. Even in this situation, he wasn't sure it would be in their best interest for him to relinquish his bindings on the lesser wolf he had trapped. It already strained against the virtually unbreakable chain that made up<i>Second Chance</i>. As soon as it was free, it'd be up on its feet, angry, and coming at them stronger than before. Shiro quietly cursed his weapon's reliance on there needing to be a variety of solid, sturdy objects in the environment for him to use as an anchor. Annoyance suddenly gave way to a dawning realization as he looked over at Leader's black orb. He had seen it at work just moments before. While there was plenty he didn't know about the weapon, what he was reasonably certain of was that it appeared to be ultra dense, and very possibly heavier than everything else in the room combined. It was a sort of wrecking ball at the boy's command, and judging by the way Leader was preparing a massive punch to the orb, he could guess that its momentum would make the analogy true.<br/><br/>Shiro did some quick thinking.<br/><br/>With a flick of his wrist, the watch's chain suddenly released the bound wolf, unwinding from its limbs in a rapid fasion. The chain reeled in blindingly fast, and for those who might pay attention, they'd realize that the sound it made while doing this wasn't that of links in a chain, but rather an incredibly accelerated<i>ticking of a clock played backwards.</i>The time piece slapped into his palm and he glanced off to the side where the surviving wolf of Leader's initial attack was eyeing them, preparing to strike. '<i>Yes, you'll do quite nicely.</i>' Shiro thought, and in a wickedly fast motion, Second Chance streaked through the air once again.<br/><br/>Three things happened next:<br/><br/>First, the watch and chain whipped around the grimm wolf's flank, across its horns, under its belly and finally wrapped tight around the beast's neck. All this would have seemed fairly impressive if not for the slack on the line. Someone could have used it to jump rope if so inclined.<br/><br/>Second, Shiro flicked his arm, whipping up his end of the chain to wrap around Nyx Astra. It circled the orb three times, binding tight.<br/><br/>The third event took place when the boy finally punched the orb. In the back of his mind, Shiro liked to imagine that whatever passed for an intellect in that tethered grimm had a fraction of a second to realize what was about to happen. The beast was now effectively tied by an unbreakable chain to a cannon ball which had been fired at the largest grimm in the room. When the orb bolted across that gap towards its target, the line suddenly jerked tight and every ounce of force behind that wrecking ball demanded the wolf follow, and<i>it wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.</i>Shiro would be amazed if bones weren't shattered by the sudden pull alone, but the real goal was Leader's plan all along. The wolf was now flying toward both the recovering lesser grimm,<i>and</i>its larger key-carrying counterpart. He guessed that would 'trip them up' just fine.