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The bandit was clearly surprised by Luina's actions, her quick thinking and speedy movements took him off-guard. The bandit was big and burly, clearly relying on brute strength to win his battles. However, she had found away to use that to her advantage by slipping past him. He was too far into his swing to stop it now now, so the hammer came smashing down, crashing into the concrete where Luina had been standing just moments before. The ground near him shuddered slightly before the blow, cement giving way to metal and sending small fissures through the ground. He didn't have time to react before he felt the sharp pain as her blade slashed across his side. He let out an pained growl as he straightened up, blood seeping through his shirt. Once again, before he could recompose himself, there was another thud as something heavy came down over his head. He let out a groan, swaying on the spot. It took him a moment to regain his balance but once he did he glared at the two girls before him. The clone was significantly injured, but not dead yet. Lifting his hammer once more, he made a sideways swing through the air, aiming for Cherry before continuing the momentum towards Luina in hopes to hit them both at once. Kill two birds with one stone.

The smirk on the clones face only grew as his weapon easily overpowered Ren's. The boy took a rather theatrical tumble through the air which elicited a hefty, almost maniacal laugh from the men. Just as expected, the bandit didn't notice the grenades right away. It wasn't until he saw Ren propel himself away that he realized something was off. "Scared?" He questioned, laughing once more before final he noticed the death traps at his feet. His expression fell, the smug amusement being taken over by pure panic. He hurled himself backwards, but he hadn't quite been fast enough. While he missed the full impact, he was still thrown back by the blast, skidding backwards and slamming into the fountain. For a moment he was still, before he finally struggled to his feet. He strode towards Ren with a slight limp, blood oozing from a gash on his forehead. Raising his hammer once more, he swung downwards at Ren, twisting his foot at the last moment and changing his swing to come at him from the left, in hopes to take him off guard.

The clone facing Dusk pressed his hammer down on her swords with all his might, hoping to break through her defenses. Her block held strong until she realized one of her swords to make a slash at him. He arched his back, trying to get his flesh as far away from her as possible. He significantly reduced the damage of the attack, but the tip of the blade still cut a thin gash diagonally across his torso. Blood slowly oozed from the wound, soaking his clothes. Using the distraction her momentary victory had caused, he raised his hammer from her sword just slightly, redirecting it and swinging it down towards her arm, hoping the hit would disarm her. If the hammer struck her arm, it would also cause quite a bit of damage to the bones in her arm.

Zed was certainly right on top of things, going for what he thought was going to be a killing shot just as soon as he'd managed to climb back to his feet. The clone raised up his arm, taking the slash of the blade across his forearm rather than his haed. However, in his Rush to aid another student, it seemed Zed had not realized he was still alive. The clone chose to use this to his advantage, taking shelter in the thick fog and watching the display between the bandit, Zed, and Zylah. As Zed held the barrel of the gun to the bandits head, he reached up with one arm causing his hammer to give way slightly to Zylah's sword. Using his free arm, he pushed Zed's arm upwards just in time, causing the explosion to go off over their heads, rather than through his skull. Turning his head slightly, he smirked at Zed. "Nice try young one, but I'm afraid you are going to have to try again. Turning his attention away from Zylah, he now faced Zed, raising the massive hammer and taking a swing towards him.

Using both his secrecy and Zylah's momentary distraction of Zed's presence, the clone from before made his way through the fog towards her tiny figure. Blood was slowly dripping down his arm, over his fingers and down his steel hammer. She didn't notice him right away it seemed and he took a swing at her side, his hammer colliding with her body and sending her rolling across the pavement. Letting out a soft groan, it took several moments for her to force herself back to her feet. She waited, watching him for a moment before moving with lightning seep, dropping to the ground before skidding on her back beneath his legs, slashing at his thigh before coming to stand behind him. Letting out an enraged yell of pain, he swung around, using the momentum to propel his hammer towards her.


((OOC: Just a friendly reminder to keep in mind that the bandits are a much higher level than the students. While the clones are slightly weaker than the original bandit, they still out-level the students, so try not to kill them right off. Feel free to cause them damage, but it will take multiple hits to kill them and possibly the teaming up of two or more students. Also, keep in mind that your characters shouldn't come out of this unscathed either. Thanks guys! ^^ ))

The bandits biggest disadvantage was surely his speed. Due too his burly size and the weight of the hammer, he moved rather slowly. He was significantly larger than any of the students here which meant he could easily overpower them. However, his slower movements gave them all a chance to outmaneuver him. It seemed a few of the students had already picked up on that. One of those students was Ren. The bandit did stumble forward slightly as Ren used his belt to pull him up, however he did manage to plant his feet firmly on the concrete and was left rather confused as the student swung around to his back like a monkey. Feeling the breath of the whispered words in his ear, the bandit hurled around, trying to make a grab for Ren, but his arms didn't quite bend that way. It was only a moment later that the words clicked. "What the hell?" He dropped his hammer and it crashed into the ground with a loud crack. A look of panic cross over the bandits face as he quickly unfastened his pants and dropped them to the ground. Reaching into his underpants he made to grab the grenades and throw them far away before they could go off. It wasn't until he felt a sharp pain in his back that he realized he it was all a trap. The man let out an agonized cry, staggering forward and tripping over his pants that were dangling around his ankles. He landed breathless on his hands and knees, the muscles in his back spaziming. If Ren acted quickly enough, he just might be able to land a finishing blow.

There was no denying the sickly satisfied grin that washed over the bandit's face as his hammer flew through both Cherry and Luina. Cherry was sent flying across the courtyard, and his gaze didn't linger on her long enough to see just where she ended up. His eyes followed Luina instead as the tiny student crashed through a bench and lay in a pile of rubble. She had definitely taken the brute of the hit. Making his way towards her, he rose his hammer once more, planning on finishing her off before the girl who had hit him with her bag. Once they were taken care of he would go rid the place of the rest of these pests. However, before he could reach her he felt a sharp pain in his neck. His free hand instinctually shot up, making a slap at his bare skin as if to swat at a mosquito, but Lena was already gone. He spun in a large circle as he felt another sharp pain in his lower leg, his hammer following after the minuscule faunus. She was just much too tiny and much to quick. After a second spin, there was a strange feeling taking over his stomach. Before he knew it he had landed on his hands and knees in a bush, fighting the urge to upchuck. When he finally forced himself back onto his feet to face Lena once more, he was significantly paler and sweatier than he had been before. With a labored grunt, it raised his hammer once more, swinging it downwards towards Lena.

The clone's plan for dusk worked just as expected. His hammer came down on her arm, shattering the bones there. In one fluid motion, rather graceful for a man his size, he raised his foot and with great force sent it flying into the girls chest. He watched as she was sent backwards, topping into a heap on the courtyard floor. Figuring it was safe to let her be for now, he went off in search for someone more fun to play with. He stopped in his tracks upon hearing a gun shot, followed by the thud of a body as it fell from the trees. The second sniper which Amélie had just shot. Eyebrows narrowing, he made his way across the courtyard, following the sound of the second shot to the teachers hiding spot. He was quiet as he approached, raising his hammer and swinging it towards her. If she did not roll out of the way fast enough, she might just find herself squashed. The thought brought the bandit a great deal of satisfaction. Using her distraction to his advantage, the last sniper managed to dodge her bullet before crawling away to a new hiding spot, keeping a diligent watch over the battle in the courtyard.

As Charlotte whipped around, the bandit kept a firm hold on her wrist. It brought the two fairly close, chest to chest and nose to nose. They were at a standstill, seeing as neither of them could really use their weapons at such a close range. Until one of them gave in, they were stuck like this. The bandit didn't mind, and he certainly wasn't going to be the first to give. He met her words with what was possibly suppose to be a charming smirk, but the expression was much to twisted on his face. What he didn't see coming was the stinger. By the time he notices, it was much too late for him to complete dodge it. Finally releasing her wrist, he jumped back, but the stinger still made a small slice through his shirt and pricked his side. Not as deep or as long as if he hadn't moved but the poison was still making its way through his blood stream all the same. He had to act quickly, because with in the next few minutes he would be completely paralyzed. So, without holding back, the bandit marched forward, swinging his hammer back and forth towards Charlotte without holding back.

The bandit facing Zylah was caught off guard by how quickly Zylah was moving. Her seemingly playful response elicited an angry growl from his lips, followed by a retaliating swing of his hammer, of which she twisted out of the way once more. They were moving in circles, a dangerous and deadly tango. Zylah looked smug, confident even, but the expression was hindered by her labored breather and the way she kept clutching at her torso like she was quite literally trying to hold herself together. The bandit smirked at this. He would continue to play her game, because he knew she wasn't going to last much longer. Once again the swing of his hammer missed and she ended up behind him. He herd the clatter of metal which was shortly followed by two tiny arms winding their way around his neck, legs around his torso as Zylah jumped onto his back. In her hand she held a small dagger, one that she had swiped off of him. She was trying to slice it across his neck, he could fell the metal blade, cool against the flesh there. He winced slightly as he felt the tip of the knife p***k his skin, drawing blood. He got his arms up just in time, stopping the blow before it could become fatal. While simultaneously fighting her desperate attempts to jab him with his own dagger, we walked backwards, slamming his back and the girl that was attached to it against a pillar.