Staring at the fire pyre, Adam witnessed the flames consume Tamora's white fur. Turning, he walked through the crowd.

Removing his robes trying not to tear the fabric, he headed towards a cliff side. Clinching his fists, he screamed as the waves clashed against the rocks.

"You should return to the services," brought his attention onto a blonde youth dressed in the same ceremonial robes like Adam's disregarded robes.

"I don't listen to humans."

"Yet, you're disrespecting an important faunus."

Bending his fingers, Adam swung. With his palms opened, Tai's left hand blocked Adam's right fist. Leaping, Tai avoided Adam's right leg sweep. Trading strikes, Adam noticed the human's robe had no damages.

Seething, Adam aimed for the human's blue eyes.

"Taiyang," caused the human to stop.

Moving his head caused Adam's strike to miss by inches.

Turning his head, Adam saw Ghira standing behind male adult.

"Taiyang, explain."

Bowing, "Mr. Belldonna and I were having a disagreement, sir."

"Over what?"

"That he should return to the services."

"Chiba," said Ghira, "My son is grieving."

"Understood," keeping his eyes on Adam, "Taiyang stand beside Ghira," waiting for Taiyang walk past him, "Adam, do you have something to say?"

"Stupid human!" yelled Adam rushing at Chiba.

His fists connected with Chiba's chest. It was like punching a wall. His contentious pounding against Chiba's wore Adam out. Dropping to his knees, Adam stared at Chiba. Going to his knees, Chiba placed his right hand on Adam's left shoulder.

"It's ok to grieve. Just be careful of who's on the receiving end. Now the question is can you let go of the pain. Time can only tell."

Resting her hands on her bending knees, Yang wiggled her tight black short butt to the enjoyment of the crowd.

Beckoning with her fingers, "Here, piggy, piggy!" said Yang for the crowd to hear.

Watching Yang skipping along the fence rails of the pig pen, "She's making mud wrestling pigs was fun?" said Leonard witnessing Yang punching her right fist into her left palm.

"She's everyone's wet dream," remarked Larry, "and making getting dirty sexy."

"And this why we're still here," their attention onto Winston.

"And she's making us some lien for the Vtyal festive for next year."

"So that's why we're still here?"

"Isn't that one of life's greatest mysteries?" noticing Winston's annoyed look, "We'll explain later tonight."

Roaring of the crowd brought their attention onto Yang twirling her mud soaked in her yellow sports bra.

Rubbing his forehead, "We should've been already gone," mumbled Winston.

"Could be worse," remarked Leonard.

"Crap," slapping his forehead, "That's right. Her dad's not here to one inch punch us."

The twins' fists striking a punching bag which barely moved entered Winston's mind.

Sitting on a green plastic chair, Winston studied the brown wooden deck. It was situated between the Xiao Long's wooden house and a swimming hole. Steps led upwards the house. His dark eyes rested on a Mook Yan Jong.

"Dad, this is my team," brought his attention onto Yang walking down the steps towards them, "Winston and the twins, Larry and Leonard."

Noticing her dad's blue eyes studying them, "What does your weapon do?" brought onto a short dark haired girl wearing a red cloak.

Unsheathing his sword, "Bron-Yr-Aur, Ruby," pushing a button on his sheath, "Satyriocon, in its the fan mode."

Her eyes widen at the sight of Winston's weapon. Noticing Rudy's resemblance to Summer made Winston wonder how Ruby and Yang had the same mother. Yang did have blonde hair like her father, yet her lilac eyes didn't match Summer's silver eyes. However Ruby had silver eyes like their mom, Summer.

"Mr. Xiao Long," said Larry shaking Yang's father's hand, "I speak for Team YLLW in that we believe Yang should be modeling bikini armor."

Crossing his arms, "What gives you that idea?"

Ignoring Yang's signal to shut up, "Seeing Yang naked gave us the impression that modeling would make us some quick lien."

Shifting his jaw, Taiyang stared over his left shoulder at his smiling daughter embarrassingly running her fingers through her hair.

"Yang, take your sister to fix lunch."

"Dad," noticing her dad's glare, "Sis, let's go."

Following her sister, "Hope," commented Ruby skipping up the stairs, "our dad doesn't hurt you too much."

Watching Yang and Ruby enter, "Larry?"

"Yes, sir," witnessing Tai straight kicking the punching bag which causing it to swing forty five degree.

Lining Larry up with the edge of the deck, "Stand here."

Placing his right fist an inch from Larry's chest, forty five degree clockwise twist of his fist sent Larry flying off the deck and downwards into the swimming hole.

Positioning Leonard in the same spot where his brother, Larry, stood, "Leonard," lining his fist with Leonard's chest, "do you share your brother's sentiment about Yang?"

"Yes, I do. In fact, I can tell you that Yang's a natural blonde."

Twisting his fist forty five degree sent Leonard into the air to join his brother.

"Winston."

"Mr. Xiao Long…"

"Taiyang."

"Taiyang," witnessing Tai roundhouse kicking the speed bag, "I know you're practicing your right as a father in protecting Yang from us, the boys."

Handing a punch and body shield to Winston, "Hold this."

Shielding his left arm through the black straps, Winston braced himself as Tai slammed his forearms against the pad.

"Winston," taking a few steps back, "do you agree with the twins' assessment of Yang?"

"Sir? Taiyang? Yang, only knowing her during our first year at Beacon, she doesn't seem the type one can talk her out of anything. I will do my best to catch her or help her to her feet when she lands on her face."

"Yes or no. Do you agree with the twins?"

"Yes."

Tai's shadow kick connected sending Winston off the deck. Bouncing a couple times on the hill, he slid into the water. Pulling Winston to the shoreline, the twins stared at their gasping teammate.

"Truthfully," remarked Larry, "he took it better then I thought."