[In the grand scheme of enemies he's faced, this one Shade is nothing, but fighting without an Aura is still an adjustment. But he's still a veteran Huntsman, and once he's back on his feet, his approach changes. If the ground isn't stable because of the mud, then it's better to fight from the trees instead. A few parkour hops get him onto a steady branch and a few shotgun shells to throw it off balance later, he's throwing himself at the creature with the full brunt of gravity on his side as he cleaves the Shade in two, right down the middle.
He grimaces a little at the blood and viscera staining Harbinger when it's over. Man, he misses Grimm crumbling to dust when they're killed. He'll have to clean it later, but for now it's replaced at his back as he reaches down a hand to Trucy.]
You okay?
[He's still bleeding himself, but ignore that. It's fine. Everything is fine.]
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He grimaces a little at the blood and viscera staining Harbinger when it's over. Man, he misses Grimm crumbling to dust when they're killed. He'll have to clean it later, but for now it's replaced at his back as he reaches down a hand to Trucy.]
You okay?
[He's still bleeding himself, but ignore that. It's fine. Everything is fine.]