Sup cuties? I'm back! I am so sorry for the delay. This chapter was actually supposed to come out MONTHS ago, but so much stuff happened. I had covid when I first uploaded, and shortly after it got so bad I had to stay in the hospital. I stayed there for a while, and after that scare, I decided to spend some time offline to spend with my loved ones. You never truly know when your last day on Earth could be, so be sure to treasure every day, no matter what happens. Anyway! Sorry about that. Thankfully everything is (relatively) back to normal, and chapter releases should be back to their regular schedule (One every 2 weeks!). I've been reading everyone's reviews and I just want to thank you for taking the time to leave your thoughts on my story, whether they be well wishes or constructive criticism. Anyway let's get to the chapter, yeah? Thank you to everyone for being so patient with me!

"Hey Jaune?"

"Yes Pyr?"

"...aren't you scared of having to face so many Grimm once we get there?" she asked quietly.

Jaune paused for a second, before taking a seat and letting out a small sigh. Pyrrha followed suit, setting her sword down nearby. Jaune seemed to struggle to say something, and she couldn't help but feel guilty for bringing such a topic up.

"I'm so-"

"I am. I am scared. I'm terrified." he whispered. Pyrrha gently took his hand.

"But that's why we're training, right?" he said with a nervous grin. Pyrrha hummed in agreement.

"Plus!" he exclaimed, quickly standing up.

"I can always count on you to protect me this time!" he joked. Jaune crossed his arms.

"So you better pick up that sword, young lady."

Pyrrha laughed and complied. Still, she couldn't help but linger on his words. Even as she cut and slashed at the tree she was practicing on, they stayed on her mind.

She smiled and continued to give it her all.

Jaune couldn't believe his luck. Here he was, in the middle of his dream school, lost and unable to find his weapons locker. He stumbled around the locker room, looking out for his number.

620...

376...

Huh?

24...

540...

Wait...

Jaune looked at the lockers again, hoping it was a mistake. Sure enough, the locker said 540. As he looked around, he realized that not only was this locker out of order, but they all were! He let out a pained groan as he walked around, desperately hoping he'd find his locker in time before initiation.

"Why does this have to happen today?" he asked the heavens.

Hopefully he'd be able to partner up with Pyrrha, whom he'd seen no trace of since breakfast.

"So much for doing this whole Beacon thing together..." he mumbled.

As he continued to look for his locker, he heard the telltale politeness of his best friend, and smiled as he approached it.

"Hm...I'm not so sure. I was thinking of letting the chips fall where they may!" he heard Pyrrha say.

As he turned the corner he saw the same girl who'd hit on him the previous night. The white-haired beauty with striking blue eyes. Sure, she'd seemed terrifying when he'd seen her chew Ruby out, but really how bad could she be?

He waited until the perfect time to interject into their conversation.

"Great!" he heard Weiss exclaim.

"You know what else is great? Me; Jaune Arc. Nice to meet you." he purred, pointing at himself.

"Nice to meet you, Jaune!" Pyrrha smiled brightly beside Weiss. He pushed himself between them.

"You know, I couldn't help but hear your fondness of me the other day, Weiss." he said with a smile, striking a pose to show off his killer figure.

"You again? Didn't I already tell you I wasn't talking about you yesterday?" she demanded.

"Don't worry, no need to be embarrassed!" he assured, "Anyway, I've been hearing rumors about teams! What do you say, mm? I think you and I-

"Actually, I heard that teams are comprised of 4 members!" Pyrrha grit out, hoping her smile didn't look too strained. "I was thinking-"

Jaune jumped in front of her and pushed her out of the way.

"Yeah yeah" he turned to look at Weiss. "So waddaya say, Snow Angel?"

Pyrrha watched in shock as Jaune delivered the line with a confident smile.

He leaned in close to her face as he said it, and Weiss froze.

Pyrrha simply could not believe her eyes, and as she saw Weiss turn bright red, her disbelief increased tenfold.

"W-Wha..." Weiss started.

In that instance, Pyrrha was hit with a worrying truth. Up until that moment, Pyrrha never had to worry about other girls falling for Jaune. Sure, he was a bit clumsy, and could come off as a bit of an airhead, but she had an advantage that all of her superficial peers hadn't; Pyrrha knew Jaune. The real Jaune. If anyone had just taken the time to look deeper, they would have found the heart of gold she had fallen for so long ago.

Struck with this new revelation, Pyrrha watched her newfound rival with severe scrutiny. What did she have that Pyrrha didn't? Fame and fortune were definitely out of the question, seeing as Pyrrha couldn't go a day without the former making itself known. As for the latter, Pyrrha had been able to cover both of their expenses for Beacon, excluding what their parents had put in. Pyrrha looked at Weiss up and down. Was it her body? Sure, Weiss boasted an incredible figure, and her attire only accentuated her regal -almost classical- beauty. Pyrrha looked herself over. She wasn't one to brag or focus on these sort of things, but even Pyrrha had to admit that she was no slouch compared to Weiss. Rigorous exercise and a healthy diet had blessed her body with a near-perfect figure.

So what was it?

What was it he saw in Weiss that had him chasing after her, after having just met her no less? Jaune was head over heels for her and from what she could tell -if Weiss' reaction was anything to go by- the feeling was at least somewhat reciprocated.

Maybe her personality?

"What did you just call me, you idiot!? Do you know who I am?" Weiss screeched, grabbing Jaune by his collar. He let out a chuckle, seemingly unbothered by his imminent doom.

Pyrrha let out a silent sigh of relief. Maybe not as reciprocated as I thought.

"Not well enough yet, no. But you could certainly be min- hrrk!" Jaune started, before Weiss tightened her grip on his collar. It was then that Pyrrha decided to jump in.

"Why don't we take a step back before we um..." Pyrrha glanced at Jaune, his face turning a worrying shade of purple as he tried to free himself in vain. "...do something we regret?"

"Oh I'm sure he regrets it." snarled Weiss, letting go hesitantly. Jaune dropped to the floor, gasping for air. Pyrrha took no pleasure in seeing him like that.

...okay maybe a little.

"My apologies Pyrrha," Weiss said pointedly, shooting a dirty look at Jaune. "I lost control of myself for a second. I hope to see you in initiation!" she smiled before excusing herself. it almost felt like a threat. Pyrrha turned to look at Jaune, who had a blank expression on his face.

"That was uncalled for..." he grumbled. Pyrrha could only roll her eyes as she helped him up.

"You think so? You kind of deserved it, Jaune."

"Hey!"

"What was all that, anyway? I've never seen you act like that before." she asked him, trying to hide her frown. Jaune simply laughed and scratched the back of his head.

"Just thought I'd try something new..." he said sheepishly.

"I see..." Pyrrha answered, even though she really didn't.

A conversation for another time, I suppose.

"Anyway!" Jaune exclaimed, "We're going to find each other during initiation right?"

"Well if you insist~" she said with a small smile.

"But-"

A bubbly voice sounded from behind them, interrupting Jaune with its sheer volume.

"-not together-together!" a small ginger girl giggled, following a boy in green.

"I wonder what's got those two so worked up" Jaune said, watching them turn the corner.

"I wonder too..." Pyrrha smiled knowingly, watching them as well.

"You're making that face again." Jaune said, looking at her inquisitively.

Pyrrha paused, unaware she had "a face".

"What face?" she asked.

"You know, that face you make when there's something you know and probably won't tell me?" he explained, amused at her obliviousness.

"I see..." she mused. He poked her.

"So what are you smiling about?"

"Wouldn't you like to knoww!~" she teased, chuckling as he rolled his eyes.

"I don't know why I deal with you." he grumbled, a playful smile decorating his face.

"Oh you love me, don't pretend it's not true." she shot back, giving him a light push.

"Yeah, I do." he admitted with a grin, making her blush as she laughed.

"I lov-" she began.

"Would all first-year students please report to Beacon Cliff for initiation? Again, all first-year students report to Beacon Cliff immediately." instructed a stern voice.

"Shoot, we should get going." he said with a concerned look on his face. He started to move.

Pyrrha tried to finish, before letting out a sigh and grunting in agreement. The moment was gone.

"Oh c'mon Pyr, you'll do great!" Jaune comforted. "My best friend is going to mop the floor with any Grimm dumb enough cross her!"

As always, Pyrrha was torn between the sweetness of his caring and the selectiveness of his perception.

"Let's go Jaune, we don't want to be the only ones late to initiation." she sighed, grabbing him by the strings on his hoodie.

"Wait wait wait! I haven't found my weapon yet!"

"Each of you will be given teammates...Today." Glynda Goodwitch said.

Jaune was pretty sure he heard Ruby whimper.

"These teammates will be with you for the rest of your time here at Beacon," continued Headmaster Ozpin. "so it is in your best interest to be paired with someone with whom you can work well."

Jaune and Pyrrha exchanged a knowing smile and a nod.

"That being said, the first person you make eye-contact with after landing will be your partner for the next four years. After you've partnered up, make your way to the northern end of the forest. There you will find ruins containing the relics needed to pass initiation. You will meet opposition along way. Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path, or you will die." Ozpin instructed. Jaune felt a familiar sense of fear worm its way into his stomach. He looked to Pyrrha, who threw an encouraging smile his way.

"Any questions?"

A heavy silence answered the Headmaster.

"Good! Now take your positions."

One by one, Jaune could see students bracing themselves as they were launched into the forest. Jaune saw Ruby get launched into the air by the platform she was standing on, before turning into a red speck over the forest. Pyrrha followed soon after, but not before shooting one last smile in his direction. So what is my landing str-

"W-Whoaa!"

He didn't get to finish his thought before he was fifty feet above the ground and quickly reaching terminal velocity. He let out a gasp as he flailed around the air, trying to find purchase on something that simply wasn't there. He could feel the icy grip of panic begin to set around his heart, but he quickly reigned it in. This was no time to get distracted. As he summoned his aura, the warmth that engulfed him helped put him slightly more at ease. But only slightly.

Through his shaking hands and rapidly beating heart he pulled up Crocea Mors, bringing his shield up in front of him. He scanned his surroundings for anything he could use to break his fall, but apart from the occasional blasts of dust or person falling, there was nothing but trees.

Duh. It's a forest. His mind added helpfully.

Suddenly he saw a familiar figure in red and gold a few yards away. Her shield was up as well, and it all clicked.

"PYRRHA!" he called, hoping the wind in her ears wouldn't drown him out. He could barely hear himself. She seemed to hear him however, and he pointed to his shield and then to her. She nodded quickly and he could feel his body lurch as Pyrrha used her semblance to yank him to her, quickly linking their arms together as they braced and slammed into the first tree. Through the impact and all the sawdust flying around, Jaune had the good sense to stay braced as their momentum carried them through two more. He could feel the strain on his arm even though his aura had been active, and he winced as another one came up. Deciding he'd rather not drain his aura any further, he poured as much of it as he could into his sword arm without leaving the rest of his body open, before he separated himself from Pyrrha. Before he could reach the next tree he slashed at it, cleaving through the trunk as he used his other arm to push it out of the way in one fluid motion. Training instincts kicked in as he was once again falling, though this time at a slower pace and from much less higher. He quickly tucked his knees in, shifting his weight to his shoulder as he rolled on the ground once he reached it. He rolled twice before he came to a sudden stop, hitting the base of a tree.

"Oof!" he choked out as Pyrrha crashed into his stomach, pushing the remaining air out of his lungs.

"I'm sorry!" she called out, quickly getting up to scan their immediate surroundings for any possible threats. Upon seeing that they were alone, she relaxed and helped him up. He took her hand and let her lift him up as he panted heavily, trying to catch his breath after such an experience.

"Nice work, Jaune. Let's start moving north, we don't want to be left without any relics." Pyrrha said with a serious tone, a stark contrast to how she usually was. "Jaune? Are you okay?"

Jaune hadn't moved, smiling widely at the fact that he'd survived being thrown off a cliff. Still shaking, he slowly opened his mouth...

...and vomited all over some poor bushes.

"Augh! Jaune!" Pyrrha complained, quickly plugging her nose and creating some distance between the two. Still, he could hear her laughing behind her hand, most likely from the shock of it all. After he was done he did his best to clean up, picking up his weapon and frowning at Pyrrha.

"I'm surprised I'm the only one puking my guts out, after what we just did. How can you be so calm about this? We just fell off a cliff!" he exclaimed. Yes, he still wasn't over it. Sue him.

"I think my body can just handle some things better than yours." she answered diplomatically.

"So what you're saying is you're just built di-"

"Shh!" Pyrrha hushed quickly, falling into a battle-ready stance. He followed suit. Raising his shield, he set his back to Pyrrha's as they looked around.

"What did you hear?" Jaune asked, though his question was soon answered when two Beowolves appeared from behind some bushes, snarling at them through with baleful eyes. Both of them were easily six feet tall at least.

"Pyrrha." he called, never taking his eyes off them. He could feel her tense up against his back, as she surely felt him do the same against hers.

"I've got two Beowolves." he reported.

"One." she replied.

This would be the first time they fought Grimm alone. They'd always done it alongside at least one of their parents, so this was a big step for both of them. The threat to their lives was very much real, and they were reminded of what the headmaster had said just a few minutes earlier. Jaune could practically feel the pressure and fear of the situation weighing down on his shoulders.

Okay. Three Beowolves, this'll be a piece of cake. If we focus and work together like we always do, we should do fine.

Jaune saw the moment its muscles tightened, before the one to his left lunged at him. He braced himself as he heard the telltale sign of Miló switching forms. The sound of two gunshots could be heard as Pyrrha used its rifle form to keep her Beowolf at a distance. Meanwhile his first Beowolf was pushing up against his shield, snarling and gnashing its teeth all the while the second began to circle him.

"Pyrrha!"

"Duck!" she ordered, and he complied. Lowering his head, she turned 180 degrees with a slash at the Beowolf he was keeping at bay.

"Finish it!" he ordered, wasting no time in charging the one on the right. Beowolves relied on numbers to overpower their prey, and leaving one behind them was the worst thing they could do. The quicker they dealt with these two, the quicker they could watch their backs. Running to the Beowolf in front of him, he smashed his shield into its face with a brutal backhand. Bone plating cracked and splintered as it gave way to cold steel, but Jaune didn't stop there. Following his shield bash, he delivered a slash aimed at gutting the staggered Beowolf, landing it successfully. Jaune dug his boots into the ground, twisting his upper body as he delivered one final slash in an upward arc, bringing his shield up in front of him just in case.

The first Beowolf having been dealt with, Jaune quickly redirected his attention to the one behind them. Seeing as Pyrrha was done with hers he threw his shield at the last Beowolf, just like she'd taught him. It hit the Grimm in the chest, only serving to stagger it before the shield was engulfed in a black aura and making its way back to him. Catching it awkwardly, he opted to drop his sword before putting his shield back on, right as Pyrrha threw Akúō at the beast. Seizing the opportunity, he used his shield to sweep at its legs, making its legs bend the opposite way. A sickening crack and a howl later, Pyrrha switched Miló to its javelin form to finish it off.

Seconds that felt like an eternity passed before the two let out explosive sighs, relieved that they'd taken out their opponents without a hitch.

"That wasn't so bad!" Jaune said with a nervous laugh. Mostly to himself.

"I've told you, your shield would work better if it was round, like mine. As it stands, you still need to practice that throw if you want to make it viable, Jaune. Not to mention your recovery." she added with an amused look, giving his sword a pointed look. Jaune could only give an embarrassed laugh as he went to pick it up.

"Heh yeah, sorry. I just wanted to try it out."

It wasn't his fault Crocea Mors was a precious heirloom his father was reluctant to change. He'd gotten lucky with the modifications his father had begrudgingly allowed, let alone changing its design entirely. Still, he couldn't help but be happy with the old blade. After years of wielding it, the worn leather hilt had become a comforting, familiar feeling. It seemed his father had been right; Jaune had grown into it. He couldn't imagine wielding a different sword.

"Ready to move on, Pyr?" Jaune asked, knowing the answer already.

"Yup. We should hurry, we lost some time with those Beowolves." she said, moving up beside him.

"Well don't worry, we can take that cave up ahead as a shortcut." he said, pointing at said cave in the distance.

"I'm not sure that's such a good idea, Jaune." Pyrrha frowned. "What if there's Grimm in there?"

"So what if there is? We just kicked massive butt. I'm sure it won't be something we can't handle." he reassured. What was the worst that could happen?

"Pyrrha! This is not the relic! It's not!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, hanging on to a Deathstalker's stinger for dear life. Jaune gagged as he was whipped around, over and over as the giant scorpion tried to shake him off. Not again...

"Hang on, Jaune! Whatever you do, don't let go!" he could hear Pyrrha shouting at him. Somehow, he was able to keep the contents of his stomach in, though he suspected it was due to lack of said contents.

"Really? You don't sa-ayyyyy!" he half said, half shrieked as he was finally thrown off the Grimm. He continued to sail over some trees until, "Look out!" he slammed into an unknown object, finally stopping as he hit yet another tree. He was really starting to hate trees...

Dazed, he opened his eyes to find none other than Ruby Rose next to him and...upside down? Like him, she seemed to be dizzy from the impact, before shaking her head and looking up at him.

"Hi Ruby..." he greeted sheepishly, hanging by his feet on some tree branches.

"Jaune? Did you just...crash into me? Midair?" she asked, a confused look on her face.

"Yeah. A little help?" he asked, before seeing Pyrrha come crashing through the woods, Deathstalker hot on her trail. He watched as the Deathstalker snapped its pincers at Pyrrha, with her only missing them by a hair's length.

"Jaune!" she called, and he called back. "Pyrrha!"

"Whoa!" was all Ruby said as she zipped down the tree, headed straight towards the Deathstalker. Unfortunately for him, she'd left him hanging. Literally.

It was utter chaos. As he untangled himself from the branches, he heard a familiar voice getting closer and closer. Looking up he realized it was Weiss, falling from who knew where. Taking the opportunity for what it was, he swept in, catching her before she hit the ground.

"Just dropping in?" he said as smoothly as possible. His eyes widened when she actually looked away, a splash of pink tinting her face.

"Thank you..."

Suddenly, gravity seemed to take hold. Looking down, he realized they were still falling and in a last ditch effort (to what, Jaune had no idea), he clung to Weiss. He landed before her, crashing face first into the dirt as a Goliath fell on top of him. That's what it felt like at least.

"My hero." Weiss deadpanned, getting off of him with a roll of her eyes.

"My back..." Jaune could only wheeze in response as he pulled himself up.

"Jaune!" Pyrrha cried out, sailing across the clearing before crashing into the ground in front of him. Still dusting himself off, he quickly helped her up.

"No one likes a show-off, Pyr." he told her. She simply sent him a glare before Ruby zipped past them in a flurry of rose petals. She was headed straight toward the Deathstalker!

"Ruby!" he called after her. He wasn't the only one, as the blonde girl next to him did so as well. They shared a nod, sharing a brief bond through caring for Ruby's safety.

Behind the Deathstalker, a Nevermore -easily the biggest he'd ever seen- emerged from the forest. By this point, Ruby was running from the giant arachnid, only for her cape to be caught by a feather the size of a tree.

"Ruby!" the blonde girl screamed, running to her. Jaune made to follow, before Pyrrha grabbed him by the hoodie. He looked at her, confused. She had an unreadable expression on her face.

"Pyrr-!" Jaune began, before a white figure streaked past him. Jaune watched Weiss as she used her glyphs to travel from where they were standing to Ruby in the blink of an eye. The second she arrived, a wall of ice appeared. Stunned, Jaune saw that it was the only thing standing between the Deathstalker's stinger and Ruby. Weiss and Ruby exchanged words as the Grimm struggled to free itself, though Jaune was focused on something else entirely.

"Pyrrha! What are you doing?" Jaune asked, giving Pyrrha a confused look. She wore a worried expression, and still refused to let go.

"I..." she began, but struggled to form a proper response. Before he could ask however, the three girls returned to the group. He could see the two giant Grimm making their way to them in the distance, and decided to put a pin in it.

A conversation for another time, I guess.

They all made they way to the ruins, grabbing the relics needed to pass initiation. Looking at them, they seemed to be run-of-the-mill chess pieces, albeit a bit larger than usual. Pyrrha seemed to be back to normal, if her smile was any indication. They grabbed their relics, Ruby and Jaune sharing a nod before joining the rest of the group.

They kept moving until they reached what appeared to be old city ruins, with pillars around them and even a bridge to cross a waterfall. Behind them, the Nevermore screeched angrily, flying dangerously close.

"Nora!" a boy in green called out, before said girl began to take aim with her weapon. Several grenades shot out of it, all towards the Nevermore circling around them. Nora continued to shoot as she avoided the feathers it shot at them, creating clouds of thick pink smoke with the explosions. Pyrrha and the boy in green offered support as well, as they both had ranged options for their weapons. Just as he was about to take cover however, the Deathstalker tore through the trees, hissing and snapping its pincers at them.

"Look out!" he warned.

Forced to keep moving, they made their way across the bridge, where they nearly made it over before the Nevermore crashed the base of the bridge, making it collapse. Jaune watched helplessly as Pyrrha stayed on the other side, fighting the Deathstalker along with the boy and a girl dressed in black and white. He wanted desperately to call out to her, but dared not risk distracting her. He looked behind him only to find that Ruby, the blonde, and Weiss were engaging the Nevermore. Beside him was Nora, who he realized was the same bubbly girl from that morning.

"We have to get over there!" he pleaded. "They need our help!"

Nora looked at him with resolve. "Let's do this!"

"Yeah uh..." Jaune looked down at the chasm, then at the gap across the bridge. "I can't make that jump."

Nora pushed him aside, and Jaune watched in surprise as Nora's weapon began to transform from grenade launcher to a two-handed hammer. Nora suddenly smashed her hammer at the ground, making a segment of the bridge they were standing on flip over and send him flying across. Using the momentum, she flew straight to the Deathstalker, landing a crushing blow to its head. It seemed unbothered by this however, and would have sheared Nora in half had she not used her hammer to fire an explosive blast and go flying out of the way.

Jaune tried to focus, desperately searching for a weak point or something they could use.

They all charged as the bridge collapsed behind them, Pyrrha blocking an oncoming pincer from the left, and Jaune covering from the right.

Think Think Think!

They slashed at its beady eyes, which garnered a reaction from the giant scorpion. Maybe its eyes?

Its armor is too strong to pierce with normal bullets, and we can't cut it with our blades. So then what should we...?

Jaune watched as the boy in green held onto it's stinger, using his pistols to shoot at the base of it. The Grimm let out a scream before sending the boy crashing into a wall.

"Ren!" Nora called out, panic in her voice. She began to shoot grenades at it, but it simply blocked them with its oversized pincers. Jaune took a look at the stinger, which was now hanging loosely off the Deathstalker's tail. He quickly turned to Pyrrha who simply looked at him and nodded. Jaune smiled despite the situation, happy to see how well he and Pyrrha worked together.

"Done!" she exclaimed, throwing Akúō like a frisbee. It served its purpose and severed the stinger before returning to its owner, who threw her javelin between its pincers and into its eye. Deciding it was distracted enough, he turned to the pink bomber.

"Nora!" Jaune called, "Nail it!"

"Heads up!" she called, before using Pyrrha as a springboard to jump high into the air. Combined with her hammer's explosions, she was able to reach a good height before she came crashing down at terminal velocity to drive the stinger through the Deathstalker's skull. The sheer impact alone caused them all to go flying off the bridge into the safety of a small clearing. Jaune and Pyrrha both looked at each other, relieved that the other was unhurt. Jaune helped her up, and couldn't help but embrace his best friend. They were safe, and as the sheer relief came crashing down on them, they laughed. Jaune, Pyrrha, Nora, and Ren watched as the four girls across the bridge finished off the giant Nevermore, its headless corpse falling off a cliff.

They'd done it. They'd passed initiation.

"Jaune Arc, Nora Valkyrie, Pyrrha Nikos, Lie Ren." called Professor Ozpin. "The four of you retrieved the white rook pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as team JNPR. Led by Jaune Arc."

The audience clapped and cheered for her team, but none could match the enthusiasm of Pyrrha Nikos.

Pyrrha laughed and hugged Jaune tightly, proud beyond words. Through the booming words of Headmaster Ozpin, she looked up at Jaune and tried to convey what she thought, what she felt through her smile. Every last reason, and every little thought as to why she loved Jaune Arc. But alas, it never worked so why would it now? As she stood there laughing and being held close by him, she figured it was okay. She didn't mind.

I have plenty of time to make you notice me!

"It looks like things are shaping up to be an...interesting year."

The bane of every RWBY Fic writer's existence: Initiation! Hopefully it wasn't too boring, I tried to only write the most important parts as well as add some new stuff here and there. I'm sure everyone is super bored of reading the same initiation over and over and over and over again. This was a very Jaune-centric chapter, but don't worry, it won't happen too often. Pyrrha is the main character after all. Anyway, that's it for chapter 2! A lot of firsts for me, so I would be ever so grateful for any suggestions or criticisms. Were my combat sequences okay? There are at least 2 main ones (and they're really important), so I would love to hear your thoughts on what I can improve on for the future. Take care, homies. Reviews are love.