<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>Main Hall->Forest<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/>Olive stepped onto the platform, a bit nervous, but refusing to show it. He was to be a Huntsman. He would fight Grimm. He would face terrors beyond the imagining of most people. Getting tossed up into the air was hardly a worry. He had the advantage of watching Rainbow Brite and her group get tossed into the air... eyes watching the mechanism with interest. Apparently they had to make their own landings. Olive was already plotting his as the Witch waved her wand, the bunch of acceleration met as Olive's knee's bent, absorbing the force and distributing it, giving him the best launch possible. And oddly enough in the air... he wasn't scared. Before, when everything was... possibilities, he had things to be scared of. He lacked knowledge. But right now? He didn't. He knew what he needed to do. He knew what the conditions were.<br/><br/>As Olive soared, his eyes scanned the forest beneath him, swiftly identifying where he would land. His eyes spot the paths among the trees, hunting for sign posts and landmarks. Getting turned around in the forest would be an issue, and if he had things to sight upon, he could prevent that. As Olive saw the trees begin to approach, he took action. He rose his massive shield in front of him, curling his body  up so he could entirely hide behind it as he punched a hole through the Canopy, braches and leaves whipping past. A Grimm beneath raises its head at the sounds, trying to locate the source. Unfortunately (from the Grimm's point of view) it does not seem to recognize that the source is above it. At the last moment, as faced the Shield straight down, and activated the dust within, the shields massive bulk slamming into the ground and redirecting the force, sending Olive bouncing skyward. Olive landed in a roll after that bounce, vaulting to his feet. He blinked as he looked to where he had landed... and so the remarkably flattened corpse of the Grimm, Olive's shield and the force with which he'd been launched more then enough to crush the creature completely.<br/><br/>"First one down."<br/><br/>Olive doesn't stop though. With a quick check to get his bearings, he sets off at jog, a speed which he could continue all the way to the goal, and back to the school. Sprinting would only exhaust you. Taking things at steady pace was the way to go.