"Well... this has been an interesting... talk." Ironwood stood up from his chair behind his desk. Ozpin and Glynda were sat to his left and Ravage was seated to his right, the kitsune's legs over the left arm of the chair he rested in. Glynda nudged her glasses up.
"I find some things rather hard to believe... but you have no reason to lie about what we've asked." She admitted. "And that's what concerns me the most."
"Perfectly rational. Sometimes rational isn't the way to go though." Ravage shrugged.
"Well I can say I'm not getting any negative vibes from you, despite your strange appearance and less than... average... name." Ozpin interjected. "I see no reason to have you detained any longer in fact, you're just here to enjoy yourself and your exploits against the Grimm are welcomed. I dare say you'd make one of the finest hunters in years." He added. James was silent. "If you were one that is."
"I have to agree, surprisingly enough." Ironwood spoke up. The others looked to him. "You may be an unnatural sight but you don't seem ill-willed, and I do doubt you have the intention of causing purposeful harm. However, I do have to consider the people first."
"Of course." Ravage nodded. Ironwood nodded in return.
"But you've not caused ruckus amongst them yet so I have no solid reasons to keep you out of public sight... plus you're pretty well known already through whispers and recordings. As long as a panic doesn't break out... you're free to go about your business. Enjoy your... vacation, as you put it. I'll still have tabs on you however, merely as a precaution for several reasons. It's only logical, and I do have to do my duty of ensuring peace any way I can." Ironwood folded his arms behind his back.
"Understandable. You have my thanks." Ravage saluted with his left hand.
"Well, now that this is all sorted." Ozpin stood up. "I'd like to invite you, Ravage, to my academy. I bet the students would be fascinated to meet such a unique individual such as yourself. Why, you could even give some combat tips." Ravage laughed.
"That sounds like fun actually, Professor." Ravage sat up, proceeding to get up out of his chair. "Why not? It's always nice to meet new people."
"I can't guarantee any... sparring matches though, as disappointing as that may sound to you." Ozpin smirked.
"Ah well, some things we must sacrifice." Ravage smirked back.
The nine-tailed woman stood at the edge of a steep cliff, with only darkness far below, she looked out to the ancient ruins in the ravine, the towers and bridges the remnant of a forgotten era. The woman stood alone, arms folded and the wind blowing her shimmering fire-red hair and her longcoat's tailends back. A horde of Grimm emerged from the patch of forest far behind her, stalking across the grassy plains. Grimm beowolves and ursai alike advancing towards the woman. They were too young to know better. The woman slowly turned around, her crimson eyes glowing, leaving behind a blood red trail as she moved. Fire ignited beneath her feet, setting the ground ablaze before engulfing the woman completely. The blue sky was corrupted into a deep red, the white clouds warped to black. The woman grinned. With a flick of the wrist she summoned a wall of fire directly in front of her. She stalked forward as she summoned her Grimm weapon set, gauntlets and greaves appearing over her, stepping into the flames and chuckling.
"I will entertain your pleas for death... I can spare the little time it will take even at my current state." She spoke up, her eyes still glowing intensely. A collection of red spectral cutlasses appeared at her sides, the crimson summoned swords hovering on her left and right: four on each side. "The outcome is set but I care not. After all, it's the journey not the destination." Her grin grew into a slasher smile briefly before she set forth. You could almost hear the ominous latin chanting that should stereotypically be accompanying the woman. Estuans interius ira vehementi, Raine, Raine. Vulpes daemon, vulpes daemon, estuans interius ira vehementi, Raine, Raine. Diabolus clamor, angeli scream, diabolus clamor, angeli scream, estuans interius ira vehementi, Raine, Raine. Estuans interius ira vehementi, Raine, Raine. The Grimm rushed forward as one dark horde. The flames disappeared, the sky returned to normal and the woman's eyes ceased to glow but her confident stride forward continued. "A little exercise is always good." The woman left behind an afterimage as she dashed forward in a blur, moving effortlessly and gracefully towards the enemy faster than they could track. She reappeared straight behind the first ursa and a moment later its head exploded with a pulse of energy. She was right in front of an alpha beowolf. It tilted its head in confusion at her as she moved her right arm back and held her left fist to its chest. She thrusted her left fist into its chest, delivering a one-inch punch and completely obliterated the beast with the sudden attack. The woman took a deep breath as a trio of beowolves ran towards her on all fours. With a swift rising axe kick she sliced the 1st in half vertically; dashed to the 2nd beowolf and karate-chopped it through the neck, chopping its head off, then jumped over the 3rd, swiftly spinning back around and roundhouse kicking the Grimm in the back, snapping the beowolf's spine in half with the blow. The woman closed her eyes and smiled, smacking the beowolf that attempted to attack her from behind effortlessly with her right hand. "Try again..." She taunted the beast as it stumbled back up. She fired her summoned swords off behind her, all 8 stabbing into the Grimm at once before exploding and destroying its body. Two ursas jumped at the woman from her left and right, only to be blasted back with white energy balls from her gauntlets: blasting holes through their chests. The woman immediately swung around and grabbed a beowolf by its head as it rushed at her. She crushed its head in before burning its brain and eyes to ash with fire which she summoned over her right gauntlet. She tossed the corpse away afterwards and beckoned the remaining Grimm with her left index finger. The ursas and beowolves roared out and charged towards her as the fire on her right arm disappeared. "I'm starting to mildly enjoy this." The woman chuckled. She put her right foot behind her left and charged up her right greave: readying a crescent beam which she would unleash with a single kick. "Come on, I'll even slow down for you." The woman's eyes briefly glowed. Swinging her right foot forward in a sweeping kick the nine-tailed woman unleashed a huge white crescent beam from her foot before rushing after the blast, jumping over it as it cut through rows upon rows of Grimm and pulling her left arm back as she charged up a blast in her left gauntlet: flying forward with her attack charging as a horde of beowolves leap into the air, tooth and claw ready, both sides flying at one another...
