Continuing uphill, they brushed away brown blades of grass.
"You know where you're going?" asked Ruby.
"Of course, I was…"
"Trained by the best in Atlas."
"Don't you forget that. Once, we get pass this foliage. We can get our bearings."
"I think this died."
"What would plant dead grass on a cliff side?"
"Weiss, is that an egg?"
"It is a rock shape like an egg. Again, what would plant dead grass around a rock shaped like an egg?"
"Weiss, why did the sky go dark?"
Using the reflective surface of her shield, Pyrrha noticed Jaune's eyes rested on her butt and staying forward. Pushing a branch, it sung backwards hitting Jaune's face.
Falling onto his butt, "Guess, I need to pay attention."
Helping him to his feet, "Why isn't your aura activated?"
"Aura?"
"You're in Beacon and you don't know what aura is?"
"Of course, do you?"
"Aura is an invisible barrier that manifests from one's soul," making Jaune's eyes stayed on her eyes not on her chest, "Everyone has the capability of generating their own aura which has a wide range of abilities. These abilities and strengths differ from individual to individual and are dependent on a number of factors such as experience, training, innate skill and stamina," leaning closer, "Even through humans and faunus can generate aura, it's debated if synthetic being can generate aura. Grimm, being soulless, can't generate aura."
No signs of a headache yet.
"Skilled users of Aura can create their own barriers and even increase their own abilities. Weapons and armor can act as a conduit for aura allowing for an even wider range of offensive and defensive capabilities. This even applies to nontraditional weapons like my armor or those with robotic prostheses can shield their artificial anatomy with aura except those that use Grimm transplants due to the soulless nature of Grimm."
Still listening.
"Strength of aura degrades with continual use therefore limiting the applications of aura in combat. With time or heavy use, one's aura will decay to the point where they are weakened or even incapacitated," placing her hands against his cheeks, "Aura, a necessary energy source for all Huntsmen and Huntresses, is a powerful ally in battle. It's required to trigger the use of Dust. Activation of aura requires training and willpower. When ones' aura is depleted, they can still feel pain and heat. Training is required to subconsciously have ones' aura cloaked on."
His eyes are staying forward.
"Aura can be recharged. The time required to recharge varies between Hunters and Huntresses."
"So it's like a force shield."
"Exactly. From your cut, yours isn't activated," pressing her hands against his cheeks, "You may feel warm."
A red glow surrounded them slowly healing Jaune's cut.
He did feel warm then noticed a cave.
"Think they're in there," said Jaune walking pass the almost passing out Pyrrha.
Shaking her head, she pulled out her scroll.
Studying her scroll, "No," turning her attention to the drawing of humans fighting a Death Stalker.
"We should still check it out," entering the cave.
"Why does he want to prove that adage about 'Dumb Blondes' right?" she thought following him.
"Do you see anything?" asked Jaune.
"Just a light."
"A light?"
"Yeah, it's over there."
"It's pretty and I fell calm," reaching for it, "Think it's a relic," grabbing it.
Light shot along the exoskeleton of the Death Stalker.
"Pyrrha! It's not a relic!"