Qrow drank his flask listening to the monstrous growls that approach him, once he finished his drink he stood up popping his shoulder and walked towards the Grimm that approached him.
He held the handle of his blade 'Harbinger' he walked then begin to run. He jumped and twisted his body dashing through a few Grimm as they drop to the ground.
Into the fire through trenches and mud
Son of Belgium and Ireland with war in his blood
Leading the charge into hostile barrage
By design, he was made for the frontline
Studied law, with a thirst for war
Fought in Africa, wanted more
Back in Europe then straight to France
He's joining the allied advance
Through the Somme and the Devil's Wood
Qrow jumped as his blade flipped into it's scythe state as he slashes down a Beowolf then transformed it back into a sword thrusting into a lunging Beowolf.
All the battles that he withstood
Born a soldier, enjoyed the war
He always kept coming for more
Never die, shot through the eye
Never surrender however they try
How they try, shot through the eye
He'll never die
Qrow eyed his surroundings as he leaped up and kicked one of the Grimm underneath it's chin before bringing down his Harbinger down onto it. Qrow sipped his flask dodging another claw swipe as he decapitated another one.
At the edge of madness, in a time of sadness
An immortal soldier finds his home
Proven under fire, over trench and wire
No fear of death, he's unshakeable
In the battles, when he was shot
Kept on fighting, and never stopped
In Arras, Cambrai, Passchendaele
Ignoring his wounds he prevailed
Save the day, he'll never stray
Facing the foes that are coming his way
Come his way, he'll never stray
Once he finished slaying Beowolfs, he looked up to see Nevermores swooping down to him.
Qrow dashed through them as he landed on one's back riding it like a mount.
Saving the day
At the edge of madness, in a time of sadness
An immortal soldier finds his home
Proven under fire, over trench and wire
Forged for the war, he's unbreakable
At the edge of madness, he will show no sadness
Never broken, he'll be back for more
Proven under fire, over trench and wire
No fear of death, he's unshakeable
Into the fire through trenches and mud
Qrow leap down as he skewer each Nevermore til one of them clawed his forearm drawing blood but Qrow still took down the Grimm.
Son of Belgium and Ireland with war in his blood
Leading the charge into hostile barrage
By design, he was made for the frontline
Never die, shot through the eye
Never surrender however they try
How they try, shot through the eye
He'll never die
At the edge of madness, in a time of sadness
An immortal soldier, edge of madness
At the edge of madness, in a time of sadness
An immortal soldier finds his home
Proven under fire, over trench and wire
Forged for the war, he's unbreakable
At the edge of madness, he will show no sadness
Never broken, he'll be back for more
Proven under fire, over trench and wire
No fear of death, he is forged for the war
He will always be coming for more
Qrow stabbed the ground with Harbinger as he panted surrounding him where dead Grimm as they begin to evaporate, Qrow placed Harbinger on his back as he drink his flask as he begin the long walk home.
He has survived many battles since he's the Unkillable Huntsman.