[X] Hold the line, and hope the dragon didn't kill her.

Two wouldn't stop.

Three knew her sister... Somewhat well. Two was a kind person. A good person. She cared about people who weren't worth caring about like it was the easiest thing in the world, and always seemed to have energy to put effort into caring about them. If Three left, crossed her path, and told her that everyone in the manor was already dead or escaped, then Two would go in anyway just to make sure.

It was frustrating, really, but there wasn't anything Three could do to control her big sister. If she was going to risk her life to try and care about people, then Three couldn't stop her. But she wasn't about to let one of her siblings die.

Especially not Two. Two was kind, even moreso than One and Zero.

...Which is to say, kinder than Three remembered Zero being.

But the point was, Two was going to try and save the day here. Three didn't like it, but she knew her sister. Besides, with Zero turning out as she had, Three had already effectively lost a sibling. She wasn't going to lose Two as well. Not the sister who wanted to see Three happy and would enable her, making excuses or covering for Three so she could sneak off and take a nap or work on making her dolls some more. And she didn't even ask any questions or get all judgemental over Three being lazy and slacking off from any responsibilities One asked of her.

So maybe it was time Three started to act. Two would need help, and if she arrived and saw Zero without knowing about Zero acting in this way...

The situation was a difficult one, Three mused for a moment, so it was time to stop thinking about it and just act until Two was here and everyone could run.

Stepping off of the windowsill, Three sang to herself as she fell. The purple light of her song clad around her body, circling around her legs and forming a protective shield around her to account for her lack of Aura. She hit the ground next to Octa after a brief fall, and in that time, the dragon arrived. The white scaled beast struck into the ground next to Zero, throwing up dirt and stone as Three saw the light of several of her Angels fade away.

...Several at once?

Oh dear. Perhaps Three had underestimated the dragon a bit. She had assumed her Armisael would at least be a threat to the dragon. But if several had been killed just from the impact of the dragon hitting the ground?

...Perhaps now was a good time to make all of them change targets.

Singing louder for a moment, Three screamed at her remaining Armisael, and their hands turned to Zero and her dragon. Usually, they would take a slow moment to start moving towards the new target. Three didn't know why. She should test that when she wasn't about to die, maybe it was because she was lazy and these were her Angels. But another ear splitting scream of the song echoed, and their pace increased. Wires covered the battlefield, moving to constrict Zero and the dragon, as the Angels closed in on their opponent.

It was easy to lose yourself in chaotic and violent affairs, Three mused for a moment. And hers was a nature that didn't lend itself well to keeping herself focused. Her mind wandered, she tired easily, and it took a lot to make her put in the effort to focus. As the wires swept across the battlefield, and the Angels darted by Zero and her group of allies, the dragon roared. The sound was deafening, and even Three's song was concealed by the power behind that sound. The Angels closest to the dragon stumbled, and the wires broke as she shockwave pushed through them.

"Took your damn time." Zero spat, annoyed. "That was getting close there, Michael."

The dragon, Michael, harrumphed. "You wanted me to leave an airship intact. I was trying to do that when you called."

"It took you this long just to get one without blowing it up?" Zero asked, as she kicked one of the Armisael in it's oversized head. The doll-like Angel stumbled back, and the dragon's tail tore through it. Nevertheless, the Angel held on to life for a moment more, trying to self destruct, until a rather pitiful blast burst out of its head.

"It's difficult." The white scaled dragon complained. "Those airships are rather fragile, and those humans don't seem to want to leave them until they are broken."

"Whatever." Zero dismissed. "Hurry up and kill-"

"Lady Three." Octa said from beside the purple haired Intoner, pulling at her sleeve while drawing her attention away from the white dragon and Intoner. "You're just standing there."

...Oh. She was.

Octa passed the chakram he was holding to Three. "Use this to defend yourself, my Lady."

Hm. He was taking the situation seriously. Perhaps Three needed to focus more herself.

Turning towards Zero's allies, no longer surrounded by the Angels, Three saw one of them making a move towards the girl in red. The chakram left her hand, slicing through the air and cutting into the burnt girl's arm. She dropped her weapon, a gun with a black ribbon attached, as the blade cut through flesh. Three watched as the wound started to flare up, bursting into flames and cauterising itself on the spot, leaving the girl with a burn on what had been the arm with less, in the shape of what scar the chakram would have left.

And with that, Three moved. The Armisael parted in her path, moving their wires and their bodies to become stepping stones as she kicked off the ground for further movement. Her left eye, the one that could still see, was positioned so that Three could still see Zero and the dragon as they began to fight. More of the Armisael started to detonate, throwing up a smokescreen of dust, as they started hiding their eyes and glowing stomachs to be able to move through the dust while being easier to see.

The dragon clawed at them, the shockwave enough to create enough wind that Three could feel her hair blowing in it. The chakram, designed to return to the thrower if thrown right and not interrupted mid-flight, was slammed into another one of Three's Angels by the force of the wind. Three plucked it out of the Armisael's head, as she jumped by, and hit the ground a moment later.

She looked up, and took a moment to observe her opponents.

The boy in the back of the ground, holding a gun. It looked like it was something that made use of heavy ordinance. His Aura was depleted, fortunately. Three had had to throw him into one of those hoops that was still hanging in the air back where the last battle had taken place, where time moved slower, to force his Aura regeneration to a slow enough point where she didn't have to put too much effort into breaking it.

The girl in the blue beret who had made the temporal dilution location. She was unarmed, but watching for an opportunity. Her Semblance of slowed space only seemed to be applied to those hoops, and the Chakram that Octa had thrown at one point, so perhaps she needs some sort of circuit to carry the effect.

The girl covered in burns and dressed in black. She had some sort of monster inside of her, a fire beast. Three thinks she remembered seeing something about it in a book once. A djinn, or iblis, or...

Well, it was something along those lines. She also appeared to be able to manipulate fire, though considering she had watched the fire spirit emerge from her burns as smoke, perhaps it was more complicated than that. A Pact, maybe. In which case, it would just be the smoke monster making the flames, and the Faunus girl would just be redirecting them.

And then there was the champion. Her name eluded Three at the moment, she had gone so long without thinking about it. Three already knew what she was capable of well enough.

Even as she made that observation, though, the silver clad knight was charging. Her red lightning coiled around her, and Three sang further to increase the purple light coiling around him. Red and purple clashed, and the silver gauntlet started pushing into Three's song.

The smoke started to push out of the burns of the cat Faunus, coiling around her, as she started trying to surge towards Zero's daughter again. The chakram was thrown again, and this time the girl in black deflected it, striking at it with a sickle before firing a wall of fire towards Three. The Intoner altered the tone of her voice slightly, and one of her Angels spun around, it's wire cutting through the air.

The cat Faunus stopped as the wire struck her in the stomach, and as she bowled over it, the wires tightened. Eventually, the Armisael spun around, throwing the wire and the girl attached into the wall of the Schnee manor with explosive force. The dust and smoke hid her from view, and Three had bigger things to worry about.

The silver hand ripped through the song while Three had controlled her angel, and grabbed at Three's hair, slamming downwards. Three simply sang louder, throwing the tournament champion back and ripping out some of her hair in the process. By the manor, she saw a flicker of movement as the boy with the heavy weapon moved to aim.

Turning to look at him, Three moved in for another charge, functional left hand at the ready to look like she was going to take that weapon from him. The boy in the green scarf opened fire, and the explosive round travelled through the air, directly towards Three.

The Intoner sang, and the barrier created was angled just right, just malleable enough, to redirect the blast. The green scarfed boy gave some kind of cry of warning, but whatever he said was drowned out, as the explosion tore into the silver champion moving after her. There was a cry of pain as the explosion subsided, and in that split second where the boy in the green scarf was looking shocked, Three moved in.

Her fist punched through his arm, shattering bone and forcing him to drop his gun. Three looked at it for a moment, and considered taking it to use, but it looked complicated. It was one of those transforming weapons which she could never remember the proper application of in combat. She could use that one function of it, but it looked unwieldy. Holding it in one hand, aiming it, and firing it, while it was that big? Three didn't want to have to put in that much effort.

But still, she should take the green one out of the fight. Picking the gun up in her left hand, Three put the barrel of the gun against the chest of the boy in the green scarf, and slid her hand back towards the trigger.

A fingerless glove tapped the gun, and as the mechanics of it started to lose colour, Three pulled the trigger. The reaction was slow, and as she turned towards he source of the gloved hand, Three saw the girl in he blue beret looking at her with a serious face.

Annoying, but not endlessly so. Letting go of the gun, Three surged forward, slamming the side of her arm into beret girl's chest. There was the sound of crackings ribs, and when the girl collapsed, she didn't stand again for a moment.

There was footsteps behind Three, and as she turned around, she saw the girl in silver standing again, cackling in an aura of red energy as she held her sword. Her silver armour had been stripped away by the explosion that hit her, and she was bleeding heavily from her face and exposed torso. Kicking forward, Three tried to force her foot through the unarmoured underbelly of the silver champion, only for the red energy to throw her backwards. It slammed into Three, and stung at her, as she grit her teeth.

Three looked up, towards the silver champion. Behind her, the white dragon had raised itself into the air, and spread it's wings.

The wings began to flap, and the force of the wind threw all the Armisael remaining away. The silver champion herself was thrown into the Schnee manor by the force of the wind, and a moment later, Three found herself repeating that.

"Enough of this." Zero dismissed, sounding extremely pissed off. "The Atlas airships are going to be here any second now, and Two as well from the sounds of things. Michael, kill Three."

The dragon turned towards the purple haired Intoner, and for a moment, as she looked towards it, Three was afraid.

Looking over the battlefield, there was almost nothing left. The girl in the red cloak and the corpse had been thrown away by the force of the wind, by Octa, the one-legged girl, and the girl with green hair were all gone. The yellow haired girl was still far out of the way. There was nobody else. The Armisael tried to regroup, but the dragon surged forward.

One of the larger Armisael latched onto the dragon's head, and detonated. The force of the explosion ripped through the manor, and at this proximity, Three could feel the heat and energy searing off of it. The walls of the manor crumbled away, and the boy in the green scarf and the girl in the blue beret both cried out as they were flung into the building in the process. The force of the shockwave against Three's bad arm sent it surging back, ripping the muscle further and causing a not insignificant amount of pain.

And when the dragon barrelled through unharmed, it only took a second to reach Three. It's mouth opened, and flames burnt in it's maw towards Three, before she screeched. A dozen Armisael wires shot forward, wrapping around the dragon's head and pulling it to one side, while Three jumped in the other. The dragon's flames shot out in a concentrated beam, the superheated air alone burning off the sleeve of Three's top that was closest to the blaze. The blade wound quickly cauterised under the intense heat, and the burns started forcing their way through his skin even as she sang a song of protection.

The dragon's beam kept on regardless, slamming into the Schnee manor and burning away the walls and floors as it fired. It's forward momentum continued, as it flew by, and a wing slammed into Three's stomach. The air was knocked out of her lungs why the wounds there tore open even wider ,as she flew back and slammed through the steel walls of the Schnee estate.

The dragon flew on, bursting through the walls and floors as it roared by, collapsing them in it's wake. Above her, Three heard a groaning sound, of metal strained too far.

The walls creaked, and the building collapsed.

Three's Song burst out, forming a spherical ball around her as it did so. The rubble slammed into the shield, and Three's voice nearly faltered, as the weight of the building dropped down on her. The barrier around her shrank, as the rubble forced it down. Three tried to force herself to her feet as she sang, and nearly immediately collapsed as pain shot through her eye, her arm, her stomach, her everything.

She gasped in pain, and in that moment, the song ceased. The rubble crushed downwards, most of the downward momentum lost but the weight still there. Three felt her lungs be crushed under the force of the weight, and would have coughed up blood if there was anything left in her lungs.

This was...

This was survivable. She was an Intoner. Rocks couldn't kill her. Even if Zero and helped collapse the building, this wouldn't kill her.

She was an Intoner. Intoners could only be killed by Intoners. The Song wouldn't allow her to die otherwise.

Three felt a pain in her chest, as the power of her song cried to repair her crushed internal organs, only for them to immediately be crushed again. Broken bones clicked back into place, she noted, and she tried to push up against the rubble to no avail.

There wasn't any oxygen in her lungs, It was hard to sing, like that. If she could just push away some of this rubble, she might be able to force the rest of it off of her...

Outside of the pile of rocks crushing Three, she heard a scream. Two's voice.

Oh. Two was here. And Three wasn't there, so Two would insist on trying to save the day.

Well, maybe it wouldn't be too bad. The Atlas air fleet should be on the way as well, and if there's enough of them, they mind be able to help get Two's friends away and bombard the area. Three wouldn't die from it unless Zero found her first, and with enough firepower, even a dragon would be forced back...

Forcing her arms upwards, Three could feel some slight shifting of smaller parts of rubble. It wasn't enough, but...

...Perhaps this could work.

Pulling her arms closer to her, Three ignored the cracking sensation that was derived from her arms being pushed against that much force. Her bones broke, and reformed. The pain was excruciating, as she tried to work them closer to her chest.

If she can get her arms above her lungs, she can let them heal enough to breath, heal enough to sing, and be able to push her way out. Just because there was a situation that might work out well didn't mean Three could give up. Besides, Two wouldn't stop if she still thought Three was in danger. So she had to...

Had to...

Damn it, it was getting hard to think without a good supply of oxygen to her brain. Her own melodic regeneration would make sure she didn't pass out or die, but she was still being strained by the situation.

She needed to get free...

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