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The spar had been replaying in Pyrrha's mind ever since she reached her locker. She had been so outmatched that even after having gone over the entirety of it multiple times in her mind could she see a way to even scratch Riina Onyx.

She could see ways to defend better against the counterattacks and had found a number of openings in her own defence that she hadn't been able to see before but…

She supposed one of the core problems was being unable to use her Semblance to subtly redirect Riina's weapon…

The line of thought that hadn't been allowed to be explored in the middle of the spar returned. That sword, seemingly so ordinary, had been unaffected by her Semblance, which either meant that Riina had a way to nullify the effect of it or that the sword was anything but ordinary.

Those were at least the thoughts that popped up after only a short bit of contemplation.

But… there was also something else. Something that had popped up during the spar in that immediate moment…

Now in retrospect it seemed silly, this idea that the sword wasn't real at all. Or perhaps better put, not actually a material object? It was hard to put into words, especially now that the blade wasn't in front of her anymore, and while it had been, she had been preoccupied with taking the spar as seriously as possible.

Riina Onyx… Just who was she? With skill like hers it wouldn't be odd if she was far more famous than Pyrrha herself yet…

Pyrrha had never heard of her, or her team.

It wasn't impossible by any means, Remnant being the place it was, it wouldn't be that odd if someone who only kept to themselves and didn't seek fame would be somewhat unknown but…

If that was the case with team ROAL then…

Why were they here?

-Break—

"An impressive showing from that Pyrrha girl." Lavender said while twirling his rose, an appreciative smile on his lips.

"I'm a bit surprised you would ever say something like that." Omegos said in response.

"Out of all the students of this Academy, she is the one with the finest polish I have seen so far. While not quite up to my own standards, she has promise. Besides, I would have fared no better in a match of skill against our leader." The pink youth replied.

"Fair enough." The dual-colour haired youth nodded in understanding.

"A true statement indeed. Pyrrha has truly shown herself to be of excellent calibre, even more so than I previously thought." Albion added.

Of course, never stated, but fully understood by all three of them, was the addition: For a Human.

-Break—

To most of everyone, the display that had been given was completely incomprehensible, the idea of Pyrrha Nikos, reputed to be invincible, being defeated this soundly simply did not register.

Cinder Fall did not suffer from this problem, she harboured no illusions that Pyrrha Nikos was invincible. No, her problem was simply the inhuman skill shown off by Riina Onyx.

This was completely unlike Albion Dracul's display, which had shown overwhelming power unlike anything a common Huntsman could muster.

Here there was little more power than one might expect from a Huntress. Instead there was skill, the kind that wasn't born out of talent alone, but from experience.

For Riina Onyx to have that much experience…

It was hard to imagine that she was anywhere near 17 years old, or even the highball of 25 years… Even accommodating for extreme circumstances, the girl had to be at least 40 years old…

And even then, it was simply nigh impossible.

At least there was one clear takeaway from all of this.

Riina Onyx, and, for good measure, the rest of her team, would have to go onto the list of people not to fight before she fully claimed the power of Autumn.

If that skill was the extent of Riina Onyx's ability, then Cinder could probably manage… But her instincts told her this couldn't be the extent, that she had held back for the sake of helping the little redhead develop.

That there was power lurking behind that somewhat ordinary exterior.

Well, technically she had seen that Riina Onyx had been holding back. There was a certain slackness to her motions, as if no effort had been put into them, and even then it had been enough to match Pyrrha Nikos.

-Break—

Well… that more or less confirmed that Alphamon was a being that was probably far older than anyone barring maybe the Queen or Ozpin…

Such were the thoughts that went through Glynda's mind.

She had come to quite similar conclusions to Cinder, albeit with the added edge of knowing about Alphamon.

She took a few breaths to recompose herself.

At least this might have been a good lesson for Nikos… Finding an appropriate sparring partner had always been… tricky. Not that Alphamon was in anyway optimal, but at least this should be better than someone who can't even challenge her properly, in the right ways.

Glynda sighed softly.

These recent events had taken a toll on her. At this rate she might be in more dire need of relaxation than she could ever accept…

Well, at least the Royal Knights were more likely to help their side if by some absurd twist of fate, they were forced to take a side, so that wasn't something worth worrying about at the moment…

If so figuring out whether or not Roman Torchwick was indeed possessed by a member of the seven might be more prudent…

-Break—

"Huckmon, I have a question." Weiss asked the Digimon as they were seated in team RWBY's room.

They were currently the only two in the room. Yang had run off with V-mon somewhere for some reason while Ruby was stuck in the library with Blake with homework, leaving the Heiress to watch over Huckmon.

"Hm? Sure! Ask away!" It responded cheerfully.

"I know we talked about the Demon Lords briefly after that encounter with…Be…" She tried, and failed, to remember the name of the terrifying being they had encountered.

"Beelzebumon?"

"Yes. Beelzebumon. We went over it to some extent, but… you never said much about the rest."

"I guess that's true… You want to know more about the Demon Lords for when we encounter them?"

"I don't like the way you used 'when' rather than 'if', but that is correct."

"I guess that isn't a bad idea but… shouldn't everyone be here for that?"

"So we can fail getting around to it? Knowing our luck lately something will happen that would prevent it from coming up. Besides, this is about as good an opportunity as we'll get."

"Well… I see your point. Okay then, where should I start?"

"Well, you said there were multiple of them but… How many exactly?"

"There are seven in total, all Demon Lord Digimon of terrible power."

"Seven? There are six more beings like that Beelzebumon?" Weiss shuddered at the implication.

"Yes. Each of them has a sin that they draw power from."

"Sin? Like… a bad emotion or habit?"

"I… suppose. Beelzebumon has Gluttony."

"He… eats too much?"

"Well, it seems to more be a hunger for battle but… he might do that as well."

"What about the other six?"

"Apart from Beelzebumon there is also Lucemon of Pride, Daemon of Wrath, Lilithmon of Lust, Barbamon of Greed, Leviamon of Envy and Belphemon of Sloth. If we are lucky we won't have to deal with any of the others…"

"You think there are more of them around."

"Yes. I fought Lilithmon when I arrived, which was the reason for my wounds… I hope it was forced back to the Digital World but…"

"It could still be here."

Huckmon nodded. "I am also bothered by that Roman Torchwick… It is doubtful that Beelzebumon would work with a Human…"

The heiress had found that when a Digimon said Human, they really meant both Humans and Faunus, which was a slightly tangential thought that came up, presumably to distract from the troubling implication of Huckmon's words.

"You think another Demon Lord is involved?"

"While the seven aren't particularly fond of cooperating, it is at least vastly more likely than that one of them would work with a Human."

Weiss sat silent for some time before a small groan escaped her lips and she buried her face in her hands.

"Why did I think this would put me more at ease? Do you think you and V-mon can keep us safe?"

"If we could regain our Ultimate forms, sure. At least as long as it's only Beelzebumon or Lilithmon…"

"That… is not reassuring. How are you even supposed to return to these… 'Ultimate' forms?"

"We would need to get enough energy. Unfortunately, I lack experience with the Partner system so…"

Weiss sighed deeply. "So you don't know. Figures."

Was there something she could do? At the moment she… No, not just she, but also Blake, lacked any ability to assist against the Demon Lords…

After all, considering how Doctor Oobleck fared against the supposedly weakened Beelzebumon…

What hope did mere Huntresses-in-training have?

-Break—

A being looked around with mild interest at the red forest it found itself surrounded by.

"Well, this is a pleasant surprise." It pushed a lock of golden hair away, then stopped and stared at its gloved hand. "My, it seems my energy is draining quite rapidly… Ah, of course. How silly of me to forget."

A radiant light burst out from it, and once it died down the glove had disappeared, revealing fair skin on the now much smaller hand.

"This will have to do for now." Its voice, once mature and slightly sinister had now turned childish, but also a bit angelic. "What to do, what to do? Find some Humans to trick perhaps? It has been o so long, after all. I also need to be able to maintain myself… Even this form isn't sustainable."

It directed its gaze around it again, eyeing the black beasts that cautiously peered at it from the shadows.

For a short while it just stood there, waiting to see what would happen, but after a couple minutes of absolutely nothing happening it simply decided to move on.

It sensed what seemed to be a large gathering of Humans and decided to go towards it.

And when it moved the beasts backed away, maintaining a large distance from the being.

"How dull. Still, it is welcome. It wouldn't do to waste energy right now. Hmm… It would be difficult to hide away like this…" As it pondered its wings receded into its body. "Better, although I sincerely doubt this apparel will work…"

It looked down at its body, only halfway covered by a pure white cloth, revealing much of its fair skin and the purple markings that covered its right side.

Well, it very much doubted the Humans would pose any problem but… others might.

It would have to acquire some more fitting wear… But to do so it would have to find some Humans for reference…

Well that, and, of course, the clothing to hide in.

"But first, reaching… what was it… civilization. Yes, civilization." An almost innocent smile came onto its features. "Then we can see what fun we can have. And just what is going on."

Author's notes: Well, this was an interesting chapter... What the heck am I doing? I should probably just have things start happening. I also think I've figured out what to do for Blake and Weiss. It might seem a bit weird, but I've decided, through process of elimination, which Royal Knight would go well with Blake. Or, well, really, would fit with Blake at all. Luckily, I think that one has grounds to fit pretty nicely with Blake.

I hope you enjoyed and that you have a nice day.