[The scythe landed onto the side of the beast from behind, and with the new angry flailing the work to keep it there made Grell grunt in frustration. Damnit, it was messing up his hair even more! He was sure Marco could handle himself, as well as Akiela. If they needed help, they only needed to scream in pain.]

My scythe's found a new sheath. Allow me to provide the introductions! [With an extra grunt of effort, Grell brought the scythe down diagonally, falling with his weapon as it left its mark on the monster's back. Grell lands gracefully enough on the ground to the side of Elvoret, that crazed grin ever present.]