Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-35691777-20180621213456/@comment-35691777-20180701042838

The Minister's wounds began to heal themselves with his semblance at work, though it felt like a chaisnaw was ripping through his body, but at least it repaired the damage and bloodloss as well. By the time he was fully repaired, he felt sore as hell, but he could still go and fight. But suddenly, he felt the most massive force of gravity, like as if the all of Remnant had willed itself to bring them all to the ground, was brought upon him as he fell flat on his face with a painful force. He felt his skull smash onto hard ground, but slowly raised his head up to see the Wolf Faunus doing his graivty ability with that large sword, and he also saw the Supertusk before him now defeated as well. He did not know what was going on, but he had to try something. He then looked to the struggling roaring beast and said, "BESSAH! (ENOUGH!)" Suddenly, the Supertusk stopped struggling and made a low growl, as if he understood what The Minister said. It was the language of its creator, the creator of all Grimm: The Younger Brother God.