Flaming Dragon

Jaunedice

Cardin Winchester has The Executioner, his weapon, perched on his shoulder. Jaune opposite of him with Crocea Mors drawn, leaning on his weapon as if exhausted, in the spotlight shining on the Beacon Academy auditorium stage.

Jaune looks at Cardin, who laughs at his opponent's tiredness, and Jaune gathers his strength to charge forward and swing his blade at Cardin, only for him to jump out of the way. Jaune looks back, surprised, as The Executioner sends Jaune's shield - and himself - flying back.

Now only armed with his sword, Jaune continued to try and attack, but is blocked by the mace's hilt. Their weapons locked, Cardin forces himself up, towering over a struggling Jaune.

"This is the part where you lose." Cardin claims.

"Over my dead-!" Jaune is cut short as Cardin knees him in the gut, making Jaune drop his sword and fall to the ground in pain.

Cardin raises his mace and is about to slam it down on a worried Jaune just when the buzzer rings, the lights come back on, and Glynda Goodwitch's voice causes him to stop.

"Cardin, that's enough!" Glynda yells and said boy relents and walks away as she comes onto stage, tapping her tablet. "Students, as you can see, Mr. Arc's Aura has now dropped into the red. In a tournament-styled duel, this would indicate that Jaune is no longer fit for battle, and that the official may call the match."

Jaune still lays on the floor in defeat and Pyrrha has a sad look on her face.

Glynda turns her head to looks at the losing warrior as he pulls out his scroll with his low, blinking stats and that of his entire team. "Mr. Arc, it's been weeks now. Please try to refer to your Scroll during combat. Gauging your Aura will help you to decide when it is appropriate to attack, or when it is better to move to a more... defensive strategy. We wouldn't want you to be gobbled up by a Beowolf, now, would we?"

"Speak for yourself..." Cardin mutters as he walks off stage.

"Remember everyone! The Vytal Festival is only a few months away."

Yin has an excited smile on his face, Lapis has a slightly cocky smile. Wisteria has an indifferent look, and Olivia has a nervous look.

Glynda continues. "It won't be long before students from the other kingdoms start arriving in Vale, so keep practicing! Those who choose to compete in the combat tournament will be representing all of Vale."

The bell rings, and students start leaving while Pyrrha continues to frown sadly. Jaune, still sitting on the floor, hangs his head in shame.

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It's lunch time and Teams JNPR, RWBY AND YLOW are all sitting together. Nora is telling a story to everyone. "So... There we were... in the middle of the night..."

"It was day." Ren corrects.

Wisteria is writing in a notebook and Yin is hanging on Nora's every word. "We were surrounded by Ursai..."

Ren is holding a cup of coffee. "They were Beowolves."

"Dozens of them!" Nora screams this as she stands at the table. Olivia is listening with her rabbit ears hanging down in worry, while Lapis just taps away at her Scroll.

"Two of 'em." Ren corrects.

Nora continues as Ruby and Pyrrha now look at a distant Jaune with concern. "But they were no match... And in the end, Ren and I took them down and made a boatload of Lien selling Ursa skin rugs!"