<div class="floatleft">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/492d8f9fa75a8b68fd9782d10012cd51/http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h97/Fair_One_Of_The_Last_Dusk/Male%20Anime/Anime.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Olive Hemsworth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forest<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lark<br/><br/>Olive sighed as Lark continued to really miss the point, Olive hammering ones Lark had weakened, shield slamming into them, flinging them away, as his Axe sliced up, a crescent of death. His movements were percise, his blows fewer, precise and planned, landed for maximum effect. A study in contrast between the two. Olive grunted as one of the creatures charged into him, the tucks fended off by Olive's shield.<br/><br/>"This school is about training us to be Huntsmen. Not about turning us into mindless berserkers who attack any Grimm we see. The Grimm outnumber Huntsmen massively."<br/><br/>Olive grunted, tossing a Grimm into a nearby tree with a slam of his shield. The creature slammed into it with a dull thud, the tree beginning to creak a bit, Olive making note of it. It wasn't very old, and cloud probably come down in a fer more blows.<br/><br/>"In order to be effective, Huntsmen have to be smarter then the Grimm. We have to focused, a scalpel cutting out their core, not a hammer slamming into them. We have a mission, and that should be our focus."<br/><br/>Olive charged the ailing tree, sending it crashing to the ground on top of two of the creatures... Olive slamming his Halberd into them ensuring that they would be felled.