Right after meeting with the two tribes from their land known as Freljord, the two teams were instructed to meet at the meeting hall. After saying their goodbyes, the groups split. With Tryndamere, Ashe, and Braum heading back to their camps, while Teams RWBY and JNPR, Yasuo, Ironwood and Ozpin headed back to Atlas.

Before parting ways however, Ashe gave something to Ozpin and Ironwood as a token of their newfound friendship. It was a shard of True Ice. A shard so pure, that it won’t melt no matter if it was inside a burning furnace.

Ozpin and Ironwood accepted the shard with skeptical gazes since this was the first time they ever heard of a shard of ice that won’t melt even when burnt. But without letting it show on their face, they accepted it with a smile. This shard however, would be used for research purposes in the future.

Getting back on track, Team RWBY and Team JNPR, as well as Yasuo were on their way back to Atlas using a separate bullhead from Ozpin and Ironwood’s. Apparently, Yasuo was more comfortable with the teens rather than the adults because of his experiences.

“Excuse me Mr. Yasuo, but can I have a look at your weapon?” Ruby wasn’t able to ask this question last night or earlier due to the situation, but now that there was nothing urgent, she was finally able to ask what was on her mind for a day now. She also wanted to ask about Tryndamere’s weapon, as well as Ashe, but was unable to given the situation.

“Hmm…” Yasuo pondered for a moment as he took a swig from his bamboo flask. No wonder he and Qrow were compatible. Qrow fell into a drinking stupor because of losing Summer Rose, while Yasuo also fell into a drinking stupor because of getting branded as a traitor and killing his own brother. Nonetheless, he nodded while accepting her request as he unsheathed his sword with a flick of his thumb, then grab the handle with his left hand as he drew out the blade from its scabbard.

The blade glistened under the sunrays passing through the window as Ruby just stared at the blade with awe and excitement. It had a thin blade that about a shoulder of her height, and it curved slanting backwards at its tip. It was a single-edged sword that reminded Blake of Adam Taurus’ Wilt, causing her to frown.

“Woah…” Ruby just watched the blade as it glistened with star-struck eyes. Although the blade looked plain, its hilt however was not. The hilt was made of steel and shaped like a gust of wind, and the same could be said of its pommel. Its handle was wrapped in brown, leather straps to ensure comfortable handling even when in combat.

“Huh, first time someone actually likes my weapon,” Yasuo stated closed eyes as he sheathes it back into its scabbard. “A weapon that helped me kill a number of people.”

Yasuo said this with a sad tone and a sigh, but didn’t let it show on his face. The teams however, noticed his complete change of tone and decided to stay quiet. He then took another swig from his flask to forget the memories; the memories of his past friends, the memories of his past rivals, and the memories of his brother. The two teams looked worryingly at Yasuo as he sat there in silence, drinking away from his flask.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Ruby asked with an anxious tone. Being a person who valued helping other people the most, she just couldn’t sit there while looking at Yasuo who was clearly suffering.

The other people here looked at Ruby like she stepped on a landmine, but Yasuo just had an expressionless face at her question. Yasuo contemplated for a bit, but seeing that the teen had no malicious thought, but just pure goodwill interested Yasuo, so decided to answer her, but only a part of it.

“Alright, then let me tell you my past,” Yasuo said as he took another swig from his flask. “It all started back when a nation known as Noxus tried to invade out lands of Ionia.”

The group of teens listened attentively as Yasuo recounted his experiences during the Noxin invasion.

“I was tasked to guard my master, but thinking to myself that I could turn the tides of war if I joined, I snuck out and headed towards the battlefield,” Yasuo took another swig and unsheathed his sword as he spat out the alcohol and onto the blade. “But do you know what I saw there?”

Yasuo paused, recounting the horrible sight that befell him when he arrived at the battlefield. It made shivers crawl up his spine and filled him with dread towards the Noxians for even having the sanity to do that kind of attack.

“Death,” Yasuo stated, disgusted by the fact that the Noxians dare use chemicals to kill their enemies and allies alike. “Death to all living things; be it plants, animals, and people. It killed everything, including their own.”

The teens couldn’t believe what they were hearing. He said that because of an attack, everything died, including the soldiers of their enemy and their own? Ridiculous…

But seeing the serious face of Yasuo made them think twice. It would have taken an insane madman to take that kind of approach.

“Since I had nothing to do there, I went back, and you know what happened next?” Yasuo gripped his blade tight as he wiped it with a cloth to dry it from the alcohol. “I found out that my master was dead.”

The teens were shocked, wondering what would it be like if suddenly, someone close to them died without them knowing? They stared at the face of the man that looked like it has gone through countless of battles, while coming out of it alive.

“I was going to turn myself in and await my death for insubordination,” Yasuo said this casually while the teens had their eyes wide-open. Although they’ve heard of subordinates dying due to not following orders or going AWOL to their superiors, it was the first time they heard it directly from an acquaintance. “But they charged me with more. They charged me for murder, to my own master.”

Yasuo grit his teeth as he recalled the faces of contempt towards him back during trial. The teens just listened silently as they waited for Yasuo to continue speaking.

“So I escaped, I refused to die dishonored, so I ran,” Yasuo, his nerves finally settling back in as he took another swig from his flask. “While killing anyone who got in my way…”

When the teens heard his last lines, they all dropped dead silent. Only the roaring of the engine of the bullhead could be heard as they stared at the adult. But only to be more shocked by the bomb that Yasuo suddenly dropped.

“Including my own brother,” When they heard this, they felt as if someone stabbed and twisted a knife inside their hearts. Ruby and Yang however, were more affected by his words than most. Just the thought of killing one another gave them chills down to their very core.

“So you still think this is a wonderful weapon?” Yasuo asked towards Ruby with a curious gaze and a sad tone. “A weapon that has the blood of countless friends, as well as family?”

Ruby said nothing. In fact, she couldn’t say anything, what with the reveal of Yasuo’s history. The same could be said for the other teens in the bullhead. The history of Yasuo was mind boggling. It was incredibly dark, and who knows how much had Yasuo suffered during his life. Regaining her courage, Ruby asked one more question.

“Why were… you framed?” Ruby asked with more anxiousness than before, garnering a tired smile from Yasuo.

“You remembered my technique when I fought that scarecrow right?” Yasuo said as a tiny amount of wind gathered around his body. “This is called the Wind Technique, a technique that back when I was still a pupil, only had among others.”

Yasuo spoke with reminiscence in his voice as he recalled the peaceful days. But then, he suddenly shifted his demeanor and drunk another mouthful.

“And my master was killed by a Wind Technique user,” Yasuo said as he sat still for a moment before continuing. “And I was the only one in that whole area using Wind Technique.”

When the teens heard this, they felt even more distraught. Ruby however, wanted to help him, so she pushed the discussion some more.

“Did you find the murderer?” Ruby asked with a sad look on her face.

“Hmm… You could say that,” Yasuo took another swig. “But we already fought with each other and let the past be water under the bridge. Now I’m just a wanderer with no purpose in life.”

As he said that, Yasuo took out his flute and began playing a soothing melody. It helped calm his nerves so he did this periodically when taking a rest, and right now, after having a trip down memory lane, which was a nightmare lane for him, the tune made him calm again. It also help calm down the teens who were gazing at Yasuo with pity and sadness in their eyes. Even the hyperactive Nora couldn’t open her mouth to blurt out some words because of how disturbing Yasuo’s past is.

“We’re now approaching Atlas Academy,” suddenly, during the soothing tone of the flute’s melody, the voice of the pilot could be heard through the comms. “Proceeding with docking.”

“Well, looks like history class is over,” Yasuo said as he tucked his flute back into his pants.

The teens just had no idea how to react to Yasuo as the bullhead landed and went on their way towards the meeting room.

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Heading towards the meeting room, Ruby was dead silent because of hearing the shocking and disturbing past of Yasuo. She was contemplating on whether she should comfort Yasuo, or just leave him be to not further worsen his mood.

“Hey Rubes,” Yang called out to her sister who was dead silent as she hung her arm around her head and give her a noogie. “What ya thinkin’ about?”

Ruby was shocked and confused at the sudden contact, but heaved a sigh as she said, “Oh, um, I don’t know… It’s about Yasuo.”

“Aw, don’t let it get to ya,” said Yang as she pinched the cheeks of Ruby and pulled.

“Shtoph! It hurtsh!” Ruby cried out in pain with tears gathering in her eyes.

“Hahaha!” Yang laughed out cheerily as she stopped her teasing towards her little half-sister. She then gave Ruby another noogie to show her act of love towards her, but then showed her a compassionate smile as she gave her some words of comfort. “Look, I know that Yasuo isn’t the strong, badass samurai we think he is, but just a man living out his life without direction.”

“I know,” Ruby said in a low tone. She wanted to help Yasuo, she wanted to know more about him so that she can guide him in a direction where he won’t regret. And she couldn’t help but compare her uncle Qrow to Yasuo, what with wallowing in their grief with alcohol. In Qrow’s case, it was the death of her mother, Summer Rose. While in Yasuo’s case, it was him being framed for murder for an act he didn’t commit. Although her Uncle Qrow still has a place to return to, Yasuo does not, for when he returns, he will be subjected to attacks from his fellow countrymen.

And in the eyes of Ruby, Yasuo is a man who looks like he would vanish in an instant if she lets him go. “But I –”

“Shh…” Yang cuts off Ruby by putting a finger on her lips. “You know what, I also want to help Yasuo out, but in his case, he can only help himself until he can learn to trust others.”

Yang showed a gloomy smile towards Yasuo. She was certain that Yasuo has incredibly thick, concrete walls surrounding his heart due to the life he lived as a fugitive, as an exile. She didn’t know what she could do to gain her trust, but until Yasuo himself decided to break his walls down and trust them, they won’t be helping him anytime soon.

“But when he told us his past, I think a part of that wall broke down,” said Yang as she smiled at her sister. “It’s only a matter of time before he would open up to us.”

“… Okay,” Ruby nodded in acceptance at what her sister said. She wasn’t wrong. At this rate, mulling over things would just stress her out, so for now, she pushed the thought of helping Yasuo to the back of her head and regained her usual cheery smile.

“That’s the Rubes I know,” Yang said as she smiled while she pinched Ruby’s cheeks again.

“Shtoph thatsh!” Ruby once again cried out in pain at the teasing of her older sister.

Yang just flashed a grin at Ruby’s suffering until Blake pulled her hand off of Ruby.

“Don’t bully our leader too much,” Blake said as she deadpanned at Yang’s antics. “At this rate, her cheeks just might turn into paste.”

Thinking up an image of Ruby with her cheeks like putty hanging from her face, Yang laughed louder as she stopped her teasing. Ruby however, glared at Yang for the longer than usual cheek pinching as she rubbed her cheeks to ease the pain.

“Will you two stop bickering,” Weiss chided, tired from seeing their actions. “We’re close to the meeting room.”

Once Ruby and Yang heard that, they just smiled as they separated a few steps as they continued on as they walked.

While all of those were going on, Team JNPR was having another ordeal, in the form of the hyperactive Nora being insensitive on her inquiring.

“So, how did your first time go with Jaune, Pyrrha?” Nora asked with stars in her eyes and ragged breathing. “Or no, how did it feel!? Did it feel like those in Jaune’s magazines!?” She asked with more vigor as she brought out a magazine for 18+ audiences.

“Nora, please stop…” Ren deadpanned at his hyperactive partner for being too insensitive. “You’re making them uncomfortable… And where the hell did you get that?” Ren pointed towards the magazine with even more lifeless eyes.

While Nora was babbling on and on, trying to figure out what they did like a detective in heat, Pyrrha and Jaune however, were too embarrassed to reply. Of course their first time felt that good. Hell, it even felt like they went from cloud nine to heaven and into the cosmos. But when Jaune heard something about his magazines, and he saw physical proof of it, he gained a tiny amount of courage to reply.

“W-where did you get that?” Jaune asked with an embarrassed tone.

“Under your bed, inside a tiny box with a second layer underneath,” Pyrrha said this with an excited face. And Jaune, being Jaune, just clammed up as he turned redder and Pyrrha, seeing the magazines, and his taste, blushed even more, turning into a tomato.

“Nora!” Ren quickly latched onto the hand of Nora as he grabbed the magazine and gave it to Jaune for hiding. “Enough of this, can’t you see that the both of them look like tomatoes already?”

“Aw, but…!” Nora wanted to refuse pushing because she felt like she was reaching the truth. In truth, she wouldn’t do this to anyone. She just did this to Jaune and Pyrrha because they were teammates, and they shared a bond deeper than a family due to their lives being at risk when fighting the Grimm.

“No buts,” Ren stated as he deadpanned and his eyes turned lifeless. “Because if you continue, I won’t cook you anymore pancakes.”

“… Fine,” Nora pouted as she went back to the front and walked in silence.

“Ren, thank you,” Pyrrha thanked Ren for being able to pacify the hyperactive girl. It was getting to embarrassing for her that she just might’ve fainted due to the heat gathering in her cheeks. Reason being the night she recalled her first time with Jaune, it hurt, and it felt too damn good. She was finally able to tell her feelings to Jaune, and Jaune did tell her about his feelings as well. And then, well, they took it higher and crossed the line.

She shook of the thought of when will be their next because they were nearing the meeting room. Jaune however, quickly hid the magazine that she got a glimpse of. She wondered if she would be able to reciprocate the style of the girl she saw in the magazine to get more points in Jaune’s book.

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Inside the meeting room, Ozpin and Ironwood, as well as some other teens who accepted their summons were waiting for the group of teens and one adult until the door opened. Beyond the door, the figures of Team RWBY and Team JNPR, as well as Yasuo, entered the room with a somewhat, cheery and sad atmosphere.

Inside the room, the only teams were Team SSSN and Team CFVY. Apparently the other teams had to decline because if they left, who would protect their own countries citizens? Team SSSN had their justification, while Team CFVY had no more Beacon Academy to return to, so they just accepted the summons regarding a mission.

The new arrivals promptly took their seats, while Yasuo just leaned on the wall with his single-edged sword at his side.

“Well then, it seems all of you are here,” Ozpin greeted as he sipped from his favorite coffee mug. “I’ll cut to the chase since all of you are probably restless for the next mission. But before that, General.”

Ozpin glanced at General Ironwood as Ironwood stood up with a case in hand. It wasn’t big, but it wasn’t small either, leaving the teams of student Huntsmen to wonder what was inside the case. When Ironwood placed the case on top of the table, he opened it and inside it were various licenses, each with the name of the students in this room. The students gazed at the licenses with wide eyes and jaw dropped. They never expected this.

“Now this might be early, but you have shown me, you have shown us, that you are already capable Huntsmen and Huntresses,” Ozpin started his speech towards all of the students with their jaws dropped. “And we, as headmaster of both Beacon Academy and Atlas Academy, have witnessed, and acknowledged your prowess.”

Ozpin placed his mug back on the table as he stood upright with his cane in hand. He smiled at the gathering of students, the gathering of fledgling Huntsmen and Huntresses, and tapped the floor with his cane.

“From today onwards, you are no longer students,” Ozpin declared with a stern voice.”All of you are filled with strength and determination to fight off the Grimm and any other threats towards Remnant. And as Headmaster of Beacon Academy, and as a Huntsman, I proudly declare all of you, Huntsmen and Huntresses!”

Ozpin smiled as he tapped the floor again with his cane.

“Congratulations, and happy graduation,” Ozpin said as he looked towards the students, no, the Huntsmen and Huntresses with pride.

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“Was that really necessary?” asked Ironwood as both he and Ozpin were left behind inside the meeting room. The various teams were dismissed and told to return tomorrow morning for their first mission after celebrating their early graduation. “The license?”

“Yes, it is,” Ozpin replied while sipping from his coffee mug. “It would serve as a driving force for them to be motivated and determined to finish this mission. You know this James. That we can’t delegate any more manpower to the exploration of the other world of Runeterra since Salem is still here, as well as that huge monster covered in gold.”

Ozpin said with a tired expression, as well as a guilty frown as his subconscious kept on telling him that he would once again regret his decision. Ironwood also felt guilty for sending newly recruited Huntsmen and Huntresses to the probably most dangerous mission in all of Remnant.

“Hah… I can’t believe that we would lack the manpower for this and instead send children to a suicide mission,” Ironwood stated with a guilty conscious. “How we have fallen.”

“I just hope that once they return, we won’t have to greet the corpses of the children,” Ozpin sighed with a tired expression.

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During the celebration of the teams of new Huntsmen and Huntresses, Yasuo quietly snuck out of the party feeling that he didn’t belong in there. And well, he was right.

“Parties aren’t for me,” Yasuo said as he took another swig from his flask. His drinking habit really never faded away even when he had Taliyah as a disciple. He walked underneath the sky as he looked above to see two moons, one shattered, and another whole. He really never got used to that sight.

“Hey hotshot, need a drinking buddy?” Suddenly, a voice was heard and he turned towards its direction, but just smiled at his newly found friend.

“Sure, you could use one too,” Yasuo said to Qrow as both took a swig from their flasks. They were on a balcony of the Atlass Academy, just outside the party venue of the various Huntsmen and Huntresses. They both leaned on the railings and watched as the kids inside frolicked around and celebrated.

“You said that they were trainees right?” Yasuo asked as he took out a flute underneath the moonlight.

“Yeah, but not anymore,” Qrow replied as he downed another mouthful of alcohol. “But I know, something is up behind it.”

Qrow had suspicions about why they were prematurely given licenses, but had no idea why. Yasuo on the other hand had a thought since he was there during the meeting. Qrow however, was given another mission to survey the tribe just outside Mantle, and only returned for tonight.

“Huh, I guess they’re doing that kind of plan,” Yasuo was convinced that this was what Ozpin and Ironwood were aiming for.

“What kind of plan?” Qrow asked, refusing to be left alone in the dark because the lives of the kids were now in a perilous state.

“You know about advance payment right?” Yasuo said as he played the flute.

“You can’t be serious,” Qrow finally dawned on the answer. It was simple, pay in advance so the person in question would do a better job. That’s how it always is. And right now, the kids just had their advance payment. Now the only thing Qrow didn’t understand was what their mission was.

“I think it has something to do with my world,” Yasuo stated as he stopped playing the flute and went back inside the party venue. “C’mon, the kids need the adults to supervise.”

Yasuo said as he pointed inside the room. Inside it, a huge incident of pancakes being scattered everywhere was unfolding. But Yasuo didn’t know, ever since he shared his past with the kids inside the aircraft, the walls around his heart began crumbling down, slowly, but surely.

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The next morning, the four teams, including Yasuo, met again inside the meeting hall, with Ozpin taking the lead on the briefing.

“As I said yesterday, you Huntsmen and Huntresses will be given your first mission today,” Ozpin declared in a stern voice. The teams listened in silence, engraving each of the words into their minds and heart. “As you all know, before the fall of Beacon, a huge monster known as Aatrox landed beside it and spread havoc.”

Ozpin said as he brought some footages and pictures of the beast in question. Neptune shivered at seeing the huge figure again as he recalled the moment he nearly died. The new Huntsmen and Huntresses just listened well as they stared at Ozpin and the visual media.

“And now, due to unforeseen circumstances, it was put into stasis by some unknown entity,” Ozpin then showed a picture of how it looked, covered on gold, unmoving even when touched. “We don’t know how long this will last, so we have no choice but to task you all, to find someone who can put that beast down.”

Confusion spread amongst the teens about their vague mission. Find someone who could defeat that thing? It was like finding a specific shark in the entire ocean. And that shark was incredibly dangerous. And their job was to find said shark, and bring it back here so it can help fight against a giant killer whale that could end their own world if it became free. How preposterous.

“Before you all ask question, we were already briefed about a new world merging with us right?” The teens nodded as they glanced at Yasuo just leaning on the wall with his eyes closed. “Then this won’t be that hard to explain. Your mission is to go into the world of Runeterra which has merged with ours, and find someone, anyone who can defeat that monster. Of course, as you are just fledgling Huntsmen, all of you will form into one group, with your teams still separated.”

“Your group would be known as RMNT, as the group formed for the future of Remnant. And all of you will be led by one Huntsman who had been one of the most successful ones in tracking and information in all of Remnant,” Ozpin said as the door opened and a figure entered. He wore a dark as night cloak and hood, covering his vintage, dark-brown clothes underneath. He wore jeans and wore black combat boots. He had good looks, with a sharp nose, unblemished face and pale skin, along with raven-black hair which reminded Yang of her own mother. But what was surprising were his heterochromic eyes, one red and the other blue, right eye and left eye respectively. And his weapon was a chain-scythe, much like Blake’s, but had different functions. But they didn’t know it yet. “Meet Shino, a Huntsman skilled in subterfuge and information gathering.”

“Greetings, fellow Huntsmen,” Shino greeted.

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After the briefing, they were then tasked to meet up at around 1:00 PM for their departure. After having a good lunch, and packing their stuff for the journey and adventure ahead, they met at the landing area for the bullheads.

“I am so excited for the mission!” Ruby said excitedly as she jumped all around the area. The same could be said for Nora.

“Woohoo!!!” yelled Nora as she jumped about along with Ruby.

“Ughh… They’re like children,” Weiss complained as she placed her bags inside the cargo hold.

“Cheer up Ice Queen,” Yang said as she grinned at Weiss’ snarky comment. “Just let them have their fun. It might be the last time they can without anything bothering them.”

Yang said painfully as she knew, the mission that was given to them, was unimaginably the hardest one in all of Remnant. They were trying to find a being that can defeat that huge golden statue once it comes to life, and they had no idea who that person is. What if he was a deranged lunatic, or a psychopathic killer? And what’s worse, is that they have to find said person in a land they knew nothing about. Weiss also clammed up once she heard Yang’s argument.

“Well, at least we’ll get to have an adventure like never before,” Yang said in a mixture of excitement and anxiousness as she equipped Ember Celica, her twin daughters, into her own hands.

“I can agree on that with you,” Blake said as she continued reading her book called Ninjas of Love.

“You and me both,” Weiss nodded in agreement as they finished up storing their bags inside the cargo hold. Once they were done, some of the teams boarded the giant bullhead as they prepared to leave.

Yasuo and Shino on the other hand, were already waiting for them inside the cockpit.

“Alright Team RMNT, get your butts on board ‘cause we’re leaving ASAP,” Shino said through the comms given to each of the by General Ironwood. The teens complied as they hurried with their boarding and plopped their butts on the seats. Yasuo was sitting right next to Shino who was the pilot of the bullhead. Once they knew everyone was onboard, the bullhead flew off into the opposite direction of the sunrise, basically, to the West, as they are heading towards Ionia, the homeland of Yasuo.

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Home of the birthplace of the Grimm stood an enormous castle underneath the red and purple sky. On the ground, patched of black liquid could be seen decorating the entire area. And from within the black patches, new Grimm emerged.

Inside the castle, inside a specific room with a long table and eerie decorations, sat a wounded Cinder who could never speak again due to the damage that samurai did to her. Mercury and Emerald stood behind her, anxious for the situation to come.

Another man sat just across the table, his name was Arthur Watts, a former Atlas scientist.

“Yes, yes, please keep your… posse in check,” stated Arthur arrogantly while tightening his collar. Mercury was insulted and wanted to jab at the doctor while releasing a grunt, but was stopped by Emerald intervening.

“You hear that?” asked Arthur as he glanced for a moment at Hazel, a huge and muscular man sitting on a chair with his arms crossed. “Silence… I have half the mind to thank the man that bested you.”

“If I were you, I’d hunt him down,” suddenly, the other man squatting on a chair, with a scorpion’s tail spoke up with a psychotic smile on his face. “Hehe, find him and… well he took your voice didn’t he?”

Cinder just stared at him with her two eyes, chuckling like a lunatic would, and that chuckling turned into a deranged laugh as it progressed. Cinder wanted to speak, but the damage to her vocal cords was irreversible, so all she could do was signal Emerald to do the talking.

“Pathetic, why did you even –” Arthur’s words were cut short by the door to the room opening. Once the door unhinged, all of them stood at attention to show respect to the figure walking in. She had pale white skin and hair, dressed in a black robe all the way down her feet. Her hair was braided like there were snakes around the tip of her hairs, and her beautiful face was adorned with black lines at her cheeks. Her eyes sclera was black and her pupils, red. The way she moved looked like instead of walking, she was floating, as she moved around them and into the end of the table.

“Watts,” the woman called out to the doctor as she turned around with a glint in her eyes. “Do you find such malignance necessary?”

She then gave the approval for all of them to take their seats. Once she did, the rest slowly took their seats, save for Emerald and Mercury, as well as Arthur.

“I apologize, ma’am,” Watts said with respect towards the woman, but still condescending to his other allies. “I’m not particularly fond of failure,” he added as he took his seat as well.

The woman also took her seat on a chair that looked like it was made from dark purple crystals.

“Then I see no reason for your cruelty against young Cinder,” she said as she looked towards Cinder next. “She’s become a Fall Maiden, but that’s all, nonetheless, an achievement deserving of praise,” the woman said, but then she turned grim as she glared at Cinder.

“But I dislike the fact that you were not the one who destroyed Beacon Tower, as well failed in killing Ozpin,” she spat out as she released her killing intent on her. Cinder suffered for a moment, until all of it was dispersed.

“Make no mistake Cinder, you hold the key to our victory,” she said as she released her grip on Cinder with her killing intent. “But you’re newfound strength brings with it a prickling weakness, which is why you’ll remain by my side as we continue for treatment.”

Cinder gritted her teeth because of the suffering she endured.

“But I’m curious, who was the man that bested you?” the woman asked with curiosity in her voice. A man was able to defeat Cinder, even with her Maiden powers. Suddenly, the ground shook, and the skies opened, revealing a huge dragon who’s face looked like it was grinning in amusement.

“What a wonderful display, it seems that your world has more interesting people than I thought,” the dragon grinned as it arrogantly showed itself from beyond the cosmos.