The Shattered Pawn

Bonus Chapter: Team SLLL vs The Horde

Shen: "I understand you're confused, but we need to get moving. You want to kill those grimm or not?"

(Y/N): "...Yes."

With the acknowledgement given, (Y/N) immediately passed out onto the floor, leaving the four teens to watch as the horde of grimm approached them.

Shen: "It's go time. Liam?"

Liam: "On it."

Understanding what he had to do, Liam walked in front of the three others, staring at the unconscious body in front of him.

With that, he disappeared. And from where he stood, he merged with (Y/N)'s body, slowly changing his eyes into a dark gray tone.

He couldn't make this drag for long. He had to finish this. Fast.

With the grimm stampeding towards him, Liam woke up within (Y/N)'s body, ready to fight.

Only to disappear.

No one could tell what happened. He simply left their eyes, leaving empty air from where he stood. The grimm were more confused than anyone, with the G-Rex wondering what happened in front of him.

But the answer anyone was looking for was quickly found, when lines of grimm bled dark dust from where they stood.

One by one they fell, only seeing one sight for the slightest of seconds.

A swarm of Liam's, all holding a translucent knife in their hands.

In mere minutes, countless grimm fell to the ground, leaving only the strongest left standing.

There was one problem though.

The grimm weren't only traveling on land.

Nevermores, Omens, and more flew through the sky, avoiding the destruction that their comrades experienced. Liam couldn't get up there, even if he tried.

Liam: "Dammit. I'm out. Loki?"

Loki: "Ready."

With that quick agreement, Liam left (Y/N)'s body, letting Loki pick up the reigns.

Now, it was his turn. His amber eyes glowed in anticipation for what's to come.

The grimm glared down from where they flew, wondering who appeared in front of the stampede. Where did they come from? What are they doing?

What's that red dot?

Ah, it's a spear.

They're dead.

The grimm panicked, not expecting such a quick attack to kill one of their own.

Oh, and another.

And another.

Wait, where did all these come from!

Dozens of spears, shooting from below, were charging at them, not allowing them to flinch for a second. They couldn't even tell where it was coming from. They just appeared in front of the man, shooting with deadly accuracy.

Wait, they weren't coming from below now.

They were coming from above as well!?

As the spears pierced through the grimm beasts, they didn't disappear. No, instead, they stayed still, moving to kill their forces one by one. It was insanity. The amount of precision and focus he had to accomplish would be incredible. 

He's even using them on the ground forces!

Hundreds of grimm were killed, one by one, leaving not a single survivor in his path. They burned, froze, and some were ripped to shreds by his vicious onslaught, barely leaving any remaining.