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</div></div><br/>If asked later, Shiro wouldn't be able to explain why he followed Karmyne's order. She wasn't team leader, or even assigned command of their small three-man squad. The fact that her thinking made perfect sense given the demands of the situation was irrelevant. Chain of command had to be followed or people died. That one notion had been drilled into all cadets at Atlas, and even if he had scoffed at many of their doctrines, that one in particular had merit.<br/><br/>Still, even as K began issuing orders to fall back, Second Chance had already been spun and thrown towards Nekro. Shrio knew the faunus had the ability to dash about in the blink of an eye, so it was important to angle the throw so that it stayed mostly within Nekro's blindspot. The wolf was obviously trying to come to the aid of one of the other team's members, and Shiro suspected he wouldn't withdraw voluntarily, and if the faunus detected them trying to pull him away, he would be able to easily evade their efforts with his gift and complicate the problem further. The wolf had keen senses, to be sure, and Second Chance could be quiet, but silencing the chain altogether was a luxury at present. Shiro couldn't do much about that, so the gamble was that either the noise and chaos would hide the watch's approach, or that the faunus was just as reliant on vision before hearing as any human. Nekro could notice, that was fine. Shiro just needed him to notice<i>too late. </i><br/><br/>The chain streaked through the air and caught Nekro, the watch slinging around him wickedly quick three times before the entire assembly suddenly pulled him back towards the trees where Shiro had just touched down on the forest floor. Somehow the medic had found the time while the chain was in flight to jump up, off the trunk of a tree, then over the thick end of a hanging branch and use his own mass and momentum to pull Nekro with a force of at least four times the wolf's body weight. It would hurt, but it'd get the job done.<br/><br/>Once the wolf was hanging there Shiro looked to Nekro and only offered a apologetic shrug, "Sorry about that... tell you what, next time lunch is on me." Yes, that surely would make them square. He then tugged the chain at his wrist and it reeled in, flinging the medic up into the trees and unraveling from Nekro simultaneously. As Shiro touched down on one of the branches, his hand darted down with unnerving quickness and caught Nekro by the edge of his shirt to pull him up into the canopy too, keeping him steady until the wolf faunus quickly regained his sense of balance.<br/><br/>The toxic fog was rolling in, and despite appearances, K's words had not fallen on deaf ears. They needed to stay above the miasma. Concern crossed his features as he tried to peer into the poison mist in spite of Robin's gunfire and K's clever blast of wind. Shiro was looking for injured members of team LITE. He couldn't see through the mist, but if they were in there, he could heal them only once they were clear of the fog anyway. It would do no good to try and reverse the damage only for them to be choked with their first recovering breath. They had to get the injured out of there, which meant dealing with the Grimm, either by drawing them away or disposing of them somehow. Options seemed limited, and he couldn't pull in what he couldn't see. Hopefully his worries were unfounded. They were a capable enough group that they could maybe escape... then again, they did lead the other beast here...<br/><br/>Ice runes flashed in the air a short distance away and Shiro's attention immediately darted to Robin's rather impressive runecraft directed at the miasma. In the back of his mind, a part of him found it puzzling that someone so proficient with casting such an evocation was standing so close to their target. In fact K had given instructions to stay away from the miasma altogether. Robin was no fool. He'd never voluntarily be that close unless...<br/><br/><i>Hrmmm...</i><br/><br/>Shiro adjusted his glasses and then suddenly froze.<i>Wait... Where's Karmyne?! </i>