Norbert saw their fangs open up as he tackled them to the ground; a sword stabbed into their chest as they grabbed at his neck, pulling him in closer. Norbert looked into their eyes as he resisted being dragged in, feeling his arms buckling under the pressure that was exerted on him.
Giving in, Norbert has one arm over the neck as he lets his body get pulled down. The gurgling vampire underneath him as they tried to bring him closer down, unable to as Norbert held them in position, resting on his elbow, his forearm over their neck.
Feeling the neck start to give out, the muscles there slowly getting crushed, Norbert was surprised that they were still pulling Norbert in. His elbow propped him up, and Norbert pulled his fist back as he slammed it into the head. The skull cracked under the force as Norbert did it again, the nose breaking as a spray of blood covered Norbert's face from the wound.
Pulling his arm back for a third punch, Norbert felt someone grab his leg, dragging him off the vampire. A spike of pain travelled up his leg as the vampire was forced to let go, his sword still pinning the creature into the ground.
Norbert turned around, seeing who it was that grabbed onto him, pulling him away. Norbert turned to who it was, only to see a boot come down on his face. Norbert pulled it out of the way, moving his body as it came down again.
It came out of his vision. Norbert moved his head to the side, getting a view of one of the Grimm, ready to stomp on his head again. Feeling the hand still on his leg, Norbert scrunched his body up as it came forward again. Norbert kicked himself out of the hold as best he could, twisting his body away so as not to get stomped on again.
Grabbing onto one leg, Norbert used it to pull himself up, balancing on one leg as he lifted the one he was holding into the air, trying to make them lose balance. Coming into the air, Norbert came face to face with one of the Grimm, both of them in the same position the other was holding them in.
Norbert trying to pull his leg down, unable to with the weird angle, at the same time his dance partner trying the same thing. The two of them just wiggled around from side to side, shuffling with one foot down as neither wanted to move their position from where they were.
Norbert looked around, seeing the vampire rip itself from his blade, creeping their way towards Norbert. Fumbling with his other hand as it was caught in his dance partners. They were holding him together as they waited. Not thinking this was how it would end up, with the two of them hopping around together, neither able to pull the other out of the position of the other.
Norbert, annoyed, hopped up, raising his foot and causing his entire body to drop to the ground. While hooking around his opponent's leg behind the knee, causing the two of them to sprawl to the ground.
Norbert grasped the body in front of him, getting his foot on their chest and kicking them away from him. The opponent tried to grasp on but could not, as Norbert's was too great. Finally free, Norbert got to his knees and slammed two feet into his chest, toppling him to the ground again.
Flying through the air, seeing someone from his group on the floor, the Grimm left them alone as they went on to their next target. Norbert now realised, as he skidded on the floor, how it was possible for an entire team to wipe out like what had happened previously with Finekus.
Norbert tumbled down, got back up to his feet, and looked up to see the vampire lunging at him again. Taking a dagger out of the sheath on his legs, Norbert tackled the creature to the ground, the two of them rolling until he had it positioned in the vampire's chest.
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Beginning the pistoning motion, Norbert moved the dagger around the body as he felt the vampire move against him. Throwing a punch straight into the jaw of the creature, feeling bones break in his hand and the jaw as he tried to pry it out, unable to as the vampire latched onto him.
Seeing the vampire smile at him now that he is trapped, he feels it start to guzzle the blood down into them, its body healing up just as Norbert destroyed it once more. He remembers the time with Count von Count when he was in the last battle of attrition with a vampire, wondering what was the best method as he continued, what he was doing, moving the creature dagger about in the body.
Remembering his healing, Norbert left the dagger within the chest as he shoved his hand in as deep as possible, pulling out the organs and snapping the bones before flinging them out behind him. Moving to the limbs, Norbert shattered the bones in one of the arms, using his knee on their caved-in chest to hold them in position.
As Norbert continued, breaking all the limbs only leaving the torso and head connected, the smile no longer appearing on the face, as they still tried to suck down on Norbert's blood, both hands on it., Norbert lifted the head off, the neck popping as it relented, Norbert just looking at the head, still trying to suck down everything it could.
Breaking his jaw off, having an odd-shaped ball, Norbert looked to the other side of the arena, lining up as he dropped and kicked the head to the other side, hoping it would give him enough time to sort out the other opponents he would need to face.
Standing there, looking for his sword, Norbert felt his entire body vibrating again as he was blown back slightly. Tensing his muscles again, Norbert looked towards the screamer once more. The screamer's jaw was unhinged as before as they continued to wail at Norbert.
He was annoyed that he would need to deal with it, and no idea came to mind as he was forced to go further away. The others pinned him down as he was pushed backwards towards the barrier. Whenever he tried to go to the side, one of the others hit him back, letting him be in the main range of the attack.
Norbert dug his heels in, only for the dirt underneath to give in, resulting in his position now with his back pressed towards the barrier, able to see it visibly glow beneath him. Turning to the others on either side, Norbert leaned forward as much as possible, still standing there.
He stood there as his back was pushed once more against the barrier, the screamer standing a meter and a half away, out of his reach from whatever he could try.
Placing one foot up as high as it could go against the barrier, Norbert pushed off, using it to make himself stand horizontal on the ground, able to stay there due to the screamer right in front of him. Bending down, Norbert jumped forward, arms reached out as he had just caught a piece of their clothing between two fingers. Not letting his chance at defeating the screamer and victory slip away, Norbert let himself be pushed towards the barrier.
The screamer came with him as the two of them were dragged closer. Norbert was now a meter away and moved to the side, holding the screamer's head in place so as not to follow it around. The mouth finally closed as Norbert held the jaw down, stopping anything more from coming out.
Grabbing hold of it, Norbert ripped it to the side, a crunch coming out and a whimper of pain as the body dropped to the floor. Norbert hoped he hadn't done any permanent damage and that a healing potion would fix her.
Finally, with his hearing no longer in danger of being constantly destroyed, Norbert healed it up, and with a pop, everything came back all at once. Stumbling slightly from the information overload, the crowd screaming and booing at him. Surprised to find peace, he focused on the spectator box, which Vivienne had shown him before.
The giant was still standing there, looking down at Norbert. There was a scowl on his face as Norbert walked away, dashing towards his sword before anyone else could intercept him. Ripping the sword out of the ground, dirt flew behind him as he brought it up, not seeing the strike as it rattled into the blade.
Flames licked up the sword as Norbert stared down into their socket; the flames moved back and forth. Norbert wondered what they were with as he pushed the blade away, both of them moving backward. Norbert struck in again overhand as his opponent thrust, aiming straight for his body.