Jaune Arc was currently seething, trapped inside a prior seemingly abandoned warehouse and surrounded by slowly approaching White Fang, the blond knight and last surviving member of the disbanded team JNPR can only grunt and raise his new weapon in defiance.
"Arc.. I knew you would come find me one day.."
The ominous figure that emerges from the shadows is an admittedly far more dangerous foe than the poorly trained handful of snarling White Fang that are slowly surrounding him. The figure is soon revealed to be a man clad in black and crimson, his face hidden behind a bloodstained mask, with two small horns perched on his head as if the extra appendages are there to accentuate the dark man's cruel and vile nature.
"Adam.." Jaune just spits in response, his brand new weapon still clenched in his hands. Swords and spears have limited reach and guns are unreliable. Shields can only do so much against a superior foe and so young Jaune Arc had long since traded his white bulky shield-sheath and his legendary ancestors' sword for a weapon capable of honoring his deceased partner's legacy. Times change after all and a Huntsman had to always know when to abandon the teachings of their proud predecessors to once again rise into glory.
The man with the tainted black soul merely stares at him, cold cunning eyes slowly examining the blond knight's determined form and the orange rifle clasped between shaky and sweaty fingers. The White Fang grunts are now within striking distance.
"I am here to avenge my teammates, Adam!" The clearly determined blond knight suddenly exclaims as the orange barrel of his rifle is suddenly pointed at one of the approaching White Fang grunts, a good pull of the bolt and the weapon is ready to fire. Jaune pulls the trigger, Pete's Mors roars in response and a sugary projectile comprised of Remnant's most infamous cereal is abruptly hurled at the snarling dog faunus before him. Only for the sweet brown projectile to harmlessly bounce away upon making contact with the dog faunus' t-shirt.
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Adam blinks, the confused dog faunus blinks, the reader blinks and even Jaune Arc himself blinks as he slyly proceeds to reload Pete's Mors and fire another brown round of compressed cereal at the perplexed White Fang members. But the result is exactly the same unfortunately and so Adam Taurus pauses to awkwardly cough in his first before calmly commanding his currently stunned goons to quickly dispose of the foolish blond knight.
"Adam, Wait!" Jaune Arc yells as he watches his deadly foe flee. The blond knight then presses a concealed button near the trigger of Pete's Mors and the cereal-rifle abruptly turns into a pair of orange mechanical gauntlets.. with various small plastic bumps in the shape of rectangular Lego bricks decorating the weapons' entire surface. But the black and crimson themed swordswoman merely scoffs as he keeps walking away from the yelling blond boy.
Jaune just sighs in disappointment, his sad gaze locked on Pete's Mors secondary form. And Yang had previously commented on his new weapons being, pretty sweet, upon first lying eyes on the cereal-rifle's design.