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<br/>​</div><br/>When the Grimm began its death roll, Robin felt his spirits sink—more so as the faunus headed towards him, seemingly on a collision course due to his unfortunate placement.  Once more, he cursed his partner’s luck—although, Robin doubted now he’d be able to overcome this foe on his own.  Like it or not, he<i>would</i>need this student’s help.  But as he was yanked away from the Grimm’s roll, something briefly caught his eye.  It was a metallic glint amongst the Grimm’s many teeth, so small one could easily miss it—a key tied to the Grimm’s teeth.<br/><br/>“See that?” Robin called to his faunus counterpart.  “Amongst its teeth?” The Grimm exhaled and moved forward slowly, trapping the both of them against the wall.  “To get it, we need a plan.” He glared into the faunus’ eyes impatiently.  “Which means<i>I </i>need to be a more effective communicator and<i>you</i>need to stop running around all uncommunicative and half-assed.”  Robin hated admitting his failings, but perhaps now was as good of a time as ever.  They were going to both end up as a meal if he did nothing, and an improvisational plan was as good as any.<br/><br/>The Grimm took another step forward, and Robin turned to his partner, mind racing as he plotted out their next actions.  “We need to get that key, and there’s no good way to go about doing it, meaning one of us needs to serve as bait.  Since I have little in the ways of jumping or a quick escape, I’ll draw its attention on the ground, and you can use the reach of your weapons to remove the key.  Since we don’t have much time, I’ll expect you to follow the general plan while I draw its attention.”  Without waiting for the faunus’ approval, Robin etched a lightning rune into the air, consuming some of his lightning dust, and cast it towards the Grimm’s mouth, hoping the blinding flash would blind the Grimm enough for the faunus to attempt removal of the key from the Grimm’s mouth.  Robin headed the opposite direction, feet impacting against the slick concrete in an attempt to draw the Grimm’s attention, casting a second lightning rune towards its eyes.