Team BURN along with others were currently watching what can described in the nicest way as a beatdown, some wondered what did Arc do to warrant such a thrashing.
but alas the young squire stood firm even with a flawed stance and wavering determination he met his opposition.
He 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 Cardin's mace sends Jaune's shield - and himself - flying back. Now only armed with his sword, Jaune continued to try and attack but was 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 stated.
"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!" he relents and walks away as Glynda comes onto the 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 Nikos looks sad while Bryce looks somewhat intrigued, Glynda turns her head to look at the losing warrior as he pulls out a smaller tablet 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 decide when it's 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 said his voice laced with venom.
Glynda turns back to the rest of the students, "Remember, everyone, the Vytal Festival is only a few months away! 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 Team BURN heads to lunch, Reina catches up to Bryce before asking.
"I recognize that look in your eye what's on your mind ."
"I was thinking about Jaune's latent potential he just needs a push in the right direction."
"What potential he's like the skill level that most people start beginning prep school."
"Everyone has to start somewhere, Reina," he stated in a condescending tone.
A shiver flows through her body, "Don't ever speak to me with that tone of voice again..." Reina shifts away from Bryce creeped out.
In response, Bryce laughed a bit. Ulrick and Natalia watched from behind.
"Looks like they're becoming friends," Ulrick stated.
Natalia giggled, "It was only a matter of time,"
Ulrick stretches, "Nothing like Goodwitch's lectures to build up an appetite,"
"How are you still hungry weren't you eating my cookies in class," Bryce turned around.
"Dude I DIDN'T GET TO EAT ANY OF THEM AND IT'S THE FORTH TIME SOME RED THING KEEPS TAKING THEM, I TRIED TO GET NYX TO HUNT IT DOWN BUT, IT'S TOO FAST FOR EVEN NYX!!" Ulrick shouted.
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RWBY: Frost/Inferno
FanfictionBryce Rosfield the boy blessed by Fire. As a child, he wanted to be huntsmen like his parents that's the only thing he remembers about his parents since he draws a blank regarding everything else. The few things he remembers are being called special...
