<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"Before you can begin your path as hunters, you must be willing to take the first step. For some, the path before them was laid out before you never knew how to walk. Others find the path by chance. Some sought it on their own. But how you came here matters little. What matters most is you willingness to go forward, no matter the obstacles and dangers that would stand in your way."</span></span></div><br/><br/>That was the words of the Headmaster Jackqueline Tailor as the airship's loading doors opened up, five thousand feet in the sky. The students were expected to not only jump out of the airship on their own accord, but find a way to land safely into the Emerald Forest. Some students hesitated, fear taking them. But there were also some students who, while still fearful, were also brave enough to take the first step, and plummet towards the ground.<br/><br/>Mal was one such person.<br/><br/>He had taken a running start out of the airship and began his freefall, with the ground below him becoming much bigger by the second. But halfway between the airship and his demise, he activated the Scarlet Devil. With aerial acrobatics that would have been unexpected from someone like him, he managed to place his feet on the side on his weapon as he fired the Scarlet Devil parallel to the ground. The recoil of the repeating Gatling Gun of the Scarlet Devil did more than just do immeasurable damage to anyone unfortunate enough to be behind him. It also propelled him across the air, gliding towards the ground at a smooth decent. It was a strange sight to see indeed; a large lumbering hulk like himself<span style="font-style: italic">surfing through the air on a Gatling Gun</span>, but it was happening. He would be landing after he circled the area a few times, no doubt drawing the attention of the entire forest population of Grimm. But he relished the idea. Than it wouldn't seem like he was wasting ammo.