Chapter 3: The blade in the night

Boom!

The sound of the rifle discharged could be heard, which followed with a crashing sound as Diamuid lands on his back with his hand still gripping tightly on his spear.

The audiences began to cheer loudly for Pyrrha, celebrating her victory. There wasn't a doubt that Pyrrha would win in the end.

As she was showered with cheers, something was bugging her.

Glynda Goodwitch just stood at the side, not entering the area and announcing her as the winner even though the match was clearly over. The right side of his chest plate shows visible burn mark from the attack.

Klang

The sound of metal hitting the floor could be heard after a few second. A second spear dropped near her feet. This spear was shorter than the one Diamuid was holding; almost the same length as her weapon and it was yellow in colour.

She remembered Diamuid only had one weapon during the fight. Where and when did the second spear appear from?

Her eyes darted back to Diamuid weapon again.

"!"

Diamuid wasn't at his spot; she merely took her sight away from him for less than a minute.

The sound of metal slicing the air could be heard as the red spear tip pass by her right ear by an inch. Pyrrha was slightly stunned by the attacked even though it missed her.

Diamuid smirk fades to a frown as he stood behind pyrrha, withdrawing his spear before striking her to her left. Pyrrha had to react quickly to the follow up attack by ducking down her head and slash back in a anti clockwise direction, which fail to connect as he backed off.

'His spear!'

The red spear tip was divided and the middle was missing. The sound of each strike Milos lands on the spear, it echoed a sound which was common for hollowed out metal pole.

The yellow spear must have been hidden inside the spear that he was holding on and the lands second after was likely due to it lodging and creating a dent on her shield.

Pyrrha quickly turned around and attack Diamuid with her weapon but was parried with each strike. His attacks increased in velocity and slowly harder to gauge the length of the spear with just the sight.

Her semblance was neither affecting him by slowing his attacks nor the speed.

[Ozpin office]

Luna was smiling away as she watched the match on the television screen while scrolling past news of White fangs activities that were rumor in Beacon on the spare scroll that she brought along.

"Luna, your students… They aren't just trained for fighting Grimms as the enemy, are they?"

"Are you really that surprise about it? Grimms aren't the only one we should be worrying as the time pass on. You, of all people, know how it will play out." Luna took out a lollipop from her coat, unwrapping it before littering the wrapper to the side. "Don't worry; I have locked their weapon to prevent them from going overboard with their attacks. You students will not be injured…"

She paused for a moment before mumbling.

"Not lethally at least…."

Pyrrha was on the defensive for a change. Her strikes could not connect and switching to rifle mode would be disadvantage as she could not aim at his irregular movement patterns.

The crowd wasn't sure who to cheer. It seems that the tables were turned in mere moments.

Pyrrha's Aura dropped in a steady speed on the scroll while Diamuid's aura was dripping slowly.

"Enough!"

Both Pyrrha and Diamuid stopped and locked their movement as soon as they heard Glynda Goodwitch's voice.

Diamuid's spear tip was near Pyrrha neck while Pyrrha's Milos was inches from slashing Diamuid unarmored arm.

"This match is a draw."

The students looked at one another.

"Draw?"

"Sure it's a mistake…I mean ...no one had fought till the match ended in a draw!"

"Beginners luck"

"Pyrrha must had gone easy on him, there would no way it was a draw."

Both combatants withdrew their weapons. Diamuid kicked his yellow spear off the ground and grabbed it with his empty hand. He loaded the yellow spear back into the spear he held. Pyrrha could hear the clicking sound the spear made as it reattached together.

Diamuid slings his spear to his back and wore his cape back on, effectively hiding the weapon underneath it, before returning back to his team.

"Dia!"

"Huh?"

Diamuid turned around and looked at Ruby waving at him. He tilted his head slightly as he approached the girl in red hood.

"That was…AWESOME! You got to teach me those moves!"

"Well…" Diamuid rubbed his head as he looked at the sparkling eyes of Ruby. "I guess I could-"

Blake was staring at the visible burn mark on Diamuid's chest plate as their conversation continued.

"Blake, Blake" Yang waved her hand infront of Blake face, "What are you looking at with such a serious face?"

"Ah, its nothing…" Blake quickly snapped out of her focus and looked at Yang.

"?" Diamuid noticed his team signaling him to move off. "Sorry, I will chat with you another time."

The four students of Syndicate walked side by side, before one of them broke the silence.

"Diamuid, you almost lost control back there"

"You worry too much, Takakatsu." Diamuid smiles as he placed his hands behind his head as he replied to his brown hair teammate. "I might have a little bit too much fun. Beside, her orders were clear."

Deep inside, Diamuid knew he almost lost himself in the duel he had. If there weren't any restraining orders or anything holding him back, he could have…..

He shook the thoughts off his head as they head towards Ozpin's office to report back to Luna.

Just before they reached the door, it slides open and Luna walked out of the room.

"I ran out of sweets." Luna said casually as she points at the team.

"Yes, my lady." Diamuid bows as soon as he heard Luna's words. "I will get them before nightfall."

"I have sent the address to the sweet stores in Beacon to your P.D.A, those were the best of the best" Luna crossed her arms and nodded her head. "Be sure that they don't fall into the wrong hands."

As Luna walked past the team, the light on one of the team member's sheath changes from red to green.