A/N: Update 8.
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-death-
The whole exchange took only thirty seconds. And yet, it felt like it lasted a lifetime.
"Why didn't you tell me?" she whispered, looking down at the chaos below- the screaming civilians, the horrified students, the screeching Grimm…
And the dismantled body of Penny Polendina, metallic parts strewn across the colosseum floor in a grotesque mosaic.
This wasn't what the Vytal Festival was supposed to be.
"Why didn't you tell me her Semblance was polarity?" James countered weakly, barely registering the situation below himself. "I would've protested the matchup last night-"
"Bullshit. Why would you have needed to know- I didn't know that girl was a robot-"
"She was more than 'just'-"
"I'm not here for your toys, James," she snarled, turning on her heel to glare him down. "You caused this mess. With your airships and your soldiers and your 'automated defense systems'-"
His expression grew murderous in an instant. "How dare you-"
"Fix it, James." And she turned to walk away.
"Where are you going?!" he roared after her.
"I'm going to defend my students." I need to get to Oz.
But she couldn't defend them all. And that night, at the top of Beacon Tower, Pyrrha Nikos was killed, the Fall Maiden was lost, Professor Ozpin was taken away from them, and nothing was ever the same.
