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To Survive and Prosper

CHAPTER 6

We all sat around the VPD's interrogation room in silence. The entire group, plus Pyrrha, was here. Sun and Neptune also came after they were called.

Tension was in the room as we waited for Professor Ozpin and Detective Huntley to return from their conversation outside. I was tapping my hand on my table, preparing for whatever reprimand I'm about to face especially since I didn't have a lawyer with me. Ruby, on the other hand, looked disheartened, lacking her usual spirit and enthusiasm. I heard she was upset that they were indirectly responsible for the civilian casualties on the highway, and that they couldn't do anything to prevent them.

"Tell me, Jaune. Do you really have experience with examining records?" Weiss broke the silence in a furious, yet mild tone as her eyes glared at me.

She was definitely not happy about us leaving her and forcing her to check her family's company records on her own. In my defense, I thought she was better off without us bugging her.

"Yeah, I used to work part-time being an assistant for a public library as a summer job at one point. Tedious work but the pay was decent at the time," I answered. I took the job mostly because it involved me working sitting in an air-conditioned environment and I didn't feel like helping my family's farm during the hot summer season.

"That means…" she said before suddenly shouting and slamming the table. "You could have helped me! Do you have any idea how long it took me to analyze an excessive amount of records on my own?"

"Hey, you looked like you have it all figured out, Ice Queen. I thought your straight A's said it all. It's not like you wanted my help anyway." I shouldn't be verbally defending myself like this but I wasn't in the mood for being pushed around after recently having my life on the edge yet again.

"Just because I wouldn't be happy about it, it doesn't mean that I don't need it! You just left me in document hell for an entire afternoon!" she retorted. "And please stop calling me that! It's worse than your first nickname!"

"Then quit acting like one! This is why no one wants to bear with you!" I barked back, venting some of my repressed anger for a moment.

"Stop it!" Ruby cried out. "People have gotten hurt and Torchwick got away with it. Now we're here to be questioned and you two are fighting! We need to stick together for now, it's why we're all even alive."

We were both taken aback by Ruby's grief. Not being able to save innocents on the freeway really hit her hard and I don't blame her for it. So for her sake, I decided to calm down. "She's right," I told Weiss.

"Don't..." she replied, looking away from me. Despite that, I think she got the point.

It was quiet again. Aside from the room ambiance, there wasn't another sound until the door opened with Professor Ozpin and Detective Huntley.

"You kids just can't stay out of trouble, can you? First the incident at the docks that just happened a fortnight ago, and now this. It doesn't help that I was also informed that some of you have interesting backgrounds while being the most hectic freshmen on Beacon this year," The detective remarked as some of us became nervous, with some of us chuckling anxiously. "Anyway, who started this unsanctioned investigation?"

Ruby and Blake both raised their hands before staring at each other. "I assume that both of you started this?" The detective raised his brow.

Blake tried to answer. "Actually, sir, I was the one who gave the idea of…"

"No Blake, it's my fault. It may be because of you, but I was the one who started this investigation," Ruby vehemently stated. "If I just chose to help you in another way, none of us have to be in here and feel guilty for those we weren't able to save."

Blake was shocked at her statement and tried to assure her. "Ruby, no one's blaming you for—"

"No! If we didn't interfere, Roman wouldn't have to chase us and hurt those who happened to be on his way. We really should have just let the police handle it."

I felt genuine pity for her, the last time I saw her before this was excitement that she would get to fight a mech straight out of science fiction, but now she is saddened about the loss of innocent life during the same battle she was enthusiastic for. I know what it's like to be guilty over things you have no control over. I went in to console her, and this time I was speaking to her as a genuine friend instead of a fraud trying to uphold his charade. "Don't push yourself that hard, Ruby, you only did what you thought was the right team and you did it to help a friend. You couldn't have known that Torchwick would rampage the street with a stolen robot, none of us could have."

She sniffed. "But you came out a hero, I, on the other hand, wasn't able to get Torchwick and make him pay for what he did."

I did not respond, I just couldn't; I could only look at her in remorse when she felt guilty because she was too selfless to see innocents suffer while she envies me for my supposed heroics while being oblivious to my selfishness. I would have left the bank for its fate, but I had to act out of self-defense because I knew those robbers weren't going to let me walk out safely. Everyone hailing me once again, while those who were willing to be heroes are lamenting their failure.

"Alright, so Miss Rose is pinning all the blame on herself for this. But I'm not here because of what got you into prowling around the bloody Fangies once again. What I do want to know is why this all started to begin with, and it appears that Miss Belladonna was the root of all of this," Detective Huntley said before turning to Blake. "Could you explain why?"

She looked down and slightly hesitated before answering. "It's because of my friend, Tukson, the bookstore owner who was murdered a few days ago. I believe the White Fang has something to do with it."

Hearing that was rather surprising considering she never told us any of this. While we all heard about the supposed murder of the bookstore owner Blake was friends with one way or the other, we didn't consider connecting it to the White Fang. To be fair, it's likely because she didn't want to talk about which was understandable but it was something she could have at least told us about as it would have explained her mood swings.

"Ah, yes, we're still looking into that. But what made you think that the White Fang was behind it?"

"Because… he used to be with them," she answered. The plot thickened, it shocked some of us, but Detective Huntley just cupped his chin, looking intrigued so far. "But he wasn't radical unlike the other members, he believed in equality and peaceful coexistence even if he had to resort to a few extreme measures. But he realized that they were going too far that he left, which is why they hunted him down," she explained, wiping a tear.

"That's a possibility. Recent evidence does show that he was indeed a former member when we searched his flat. But we have yet to confirm his assailants. Him being assassinated by the White Fang to be silenced is only speculation at the moment." The detective stated. "We shall take note of this but understand that we are not jumping to any conclusions until we have enough proof to confirm it. At any rate, are you saying that you are aware of his former affiliation before his death?"

"He trusted me enough that he told me everything because he knew his time would come," Blake affirmed.

"Were you two close?"

"No, it's nothing like that. I was just one of the few people he trusted enough to get this information from him," Blake answered. I have to give her credit for being careful not to expose herself being a former member of the White Fang as well; we don't know what they might do to her if they find out.

"I see. Thank you, Miss Belladonna. Now back to the recent incident. Why was Roman Torchwick chasing you with an Atlesian battlesuit that wasn't even supposed to be available for its military yet?"

Blake took a deep breath. "During our investigation, Sun and I discovered one of their meetings. I passed myself as a recruit and snuck in. Torchwick then presented himself and showed him the battlesuit, not really telling us much aside from that he got it from his 'employer', whoever that might be. He eventually discovered us and the rest is history."

"Infiltrating the White Fang, huh? You kids have either got to be very foolish, or you have more guts than most of the officers in this precinct," he said before looking at the wall where the one-way window was supposed to be. "No offense."

Yang noticed this and smiled and waved at the invisible officers on the other side. As for what Detective Huntley said, I believe both are true to an extent.

"So not only Torchwick is still aligned with the White Fang, but he is also under the employment of someone who was able to get ahold of a weapon that's still in production. This is bigger than we thought it would be," he remarked before moving on to another subject, something that I was worried he'd bring up. "Enough about the Torchwick and the battlesuit. How did you know about the bank robbery while all of that was occurring, Mister Arc?"

Well shit, here goes nothing, I murmured to myself as I cleared my throat. "When Blake and Sun were calling for help, we had to get there as soon as we could, so regretfully, I had to borrow a civilian's motorcycle to get there quickly."

Detective Huntley raised his brow, Ozpin was still as calm as before. Everyone, meanwhile, was giving me looks mixed with shock and confusion, including Sun, who if I recall correctly, wasn't above stealing food. It was one of the most awkward moments in my life as a freshman at Beacon so far.

"Borrow? Wait a minute. You telling me that you yoinked someone's bike?!" Yang questioned with genuine dismay.

"What else was I supposed to do, take a walk? Do you really think I wanted to steal a bike? It was a dire situation; I'm not happy that I had to do it. I was even planning on taking it back, I swear!" I argued vehemently.

"We're going to have to discuss that some other time." Detective Huntley said. "Please continue, Mister Arc."

"Right. While I was heading there with my 'borrowed' bike, I saw some police cars and saw them fighting some bank robbers who were wearing Grimm masks similar to the White Fang. I thought they could be White Fang members, especially since the bank was so close to the area where the stolen mech was at so I decided to stay there and stop them, knowing the others would handle Torchwick just fine." I told them, leaving the part where I tried to get away, only for those robbers to stop me and force me into fighting them.

"What else have you noticed during the robbery?" The detective further inquired.

"Well, there was this one girl. Unlike the others, this one was wearing a full mask. She was short, and when she took the mask off, I saw that she had mismatched eyes that shared the color of her hair, which was pink and brown. She used an umbrella to fight," I said.

That caught Team RWBY's attention, but Detective Huntley was the first to respond. "Hold on. A short girl that has two-toned hair with mismatched eyes that were colored pink and brown and carried an umbrella? You're not referring to The Neapolitan Butcher, are you?"

Never heard of that name before. "The Neapolitan Butcher?"

"Neapolitan? Isn't that—like the ice cream?" Yang asked.

"Correct, the name comes from her color scheme, which is the same as Neapolitan ice cream. She's one of Roman Torchwick's accomplices. Despite her appearance, she is one of the worst killers who we still haven't caught simply because of how slippery she is,"

That explains why she was tough to fight. She could have killed me had not Pyrrha arrived. And that made it more apparent that the White Fang had something to do with the robbery and the connection between the two wasn't that far.

Detective Huntley faced the one-way window again. "Hey Dylan, could you get those files for me please." he then looked back at me after the officer went to fetch those papers. "Anything else I should know?"

"I think Blake and I saw her at the warehouse; she was beside Torchwick when he was showing off the robot," Sun added.

"She was also the one who helped Torchwick escape after we…disabled his battlesuit," Weiss added, trying to be careful with her choice of words.

"Then that it is indeed her," Detective Huntley stated before turning back to me. "Do you remember bank robbers having faunus features, Mister Arc?"

"Several. Now that I think about it, maybe all of them were faunus," I answered. They were too noticeable after you realize they share too many characteristics with the White Fang that I'd be even more surprised if it wasn't the case.

"That confirms it then. We can safely say that the robbery was a White Fang attack. Some of the criminals we've identified have records tied to the White Fang. One of the surviving criminals we were able to nick confessed to being a member and he claimed that they treated the battlesuit attack as a smokescreen for the robbery," The detective stated. I knew it. The connection turned out to be far closer to the truth than I initially thought which meant that I gave the Valish White Fang yet another reason to have me killed as soon as possible when I'm already at the top of their shitlist. Figures. Oh well, I never slept without my pistol on my pillow ever since I got it anyway.

"But what do they need the money for? They've only been attacking dust shops before this and from what I've heard, they didn't even take any money then." Blake pointed out. Now that I think about it, there was something that feels off about The White Fang robbing a bank for cash, especially considering that it would have been easier to rob another dust shop even with increased security.

"That, we still have yet to find out. For now, all we know is that they decided to rob a bank after a string of dust robberies and Torchwick went on a rampage with an Atlesian battlesuit to pursue Miss Belladonna and Mister Wukong while using it as some sort of distraction from the robbery," Detective Huntley shrugged before looking at me again. "Continue where you left off, Mister Arc."

"Pyrrha came in and helped me fight her off. It wasn't easy, she was fast and tricky. She suddenly turned to shards and got away in a Bullhead," I said, picking up from where I was.

"Shucks, she pulled that one on us too!" Yang added. "Only that time, she used it to escape with Torchwick!"

"Must have been some sort of semblance that manipulates the target's view with an illusionary image," Weiss remarked. "Anyway, what were you doing there, Pyrrha?"

"Just went to check on my partner. Found him fighting bank robbers so I came in and assisted him." She was noticeably trying her earnest not to make it sound awkward as if I did something stupid which admittedly did.

"Yeah. Thanks again, Pyrrha. I guess I owe you another one." I nodded at her with a smile, showing her my gratitude once again.

"You don't have to owe me anything. I was just looking after my partner and leader," she responded humbly. Another reason to be thankful for having her as a teammate, she rarely complains and does whatever benefits me and my team without much protest.

The door opened and a police officer came in, carrying some files on 'The Neapolitan Butcher.'

"Ah, thank you." Detective Huntley took the files as the officer left the room.

He put the file on the table, opening it and revealing a pencil sketch of her face and a few zoomed-in photos that barely showed her from various security cameras. The drawings and pictures of her alone were enough to make me shudder as I remembered how almost lethal my encounter with her was. Nobody was that close to killing me since the previous time I ended up in a bank robbery but I could at least rest knowing that El Segadore was currently in the land of the dead where he belongs. This murderous midget, on the other hand, was still out there somewhere and now I couldn't help but be paranoid around any girl who that are around four feet tall.

"That's her," Pyrrha vouched as she pointed at the pictures.

The detective sighed. "It wasn't easy to make a record of her—we could only cover some vague details while the rest remain missing. These are the only visual sources we have of her since no one was able to bring back any other photos of her alive. There was an account of Torchwick calling her 'Neo', which is likely to be an alias. Aside from that, the only thing we know about her is that she's affiliated with Torchwick and is extremely dangerous. If you happen to encounter her again, I highly advise you not to engage her alone, or better yet, do not engage her at all. If you want to know how dangerous she is, she has killed trained Huntsmen before. Trained. Huntsmen."

I gulped. I just happened to get into a fight with a homicidal murder midget and somehow lived to tell the tale, mostly because I was assisted by an undefeated champion. I just couldn't simply imagine what would have happened if Pyrrha did not interfere. Thinking about it, I think I've seen her stature before but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Detective Huntley cleared his throat for the last time. "Alright then. The only mysteries we have left are the motives behind the White Fang robbery, how they were able to possess a prototype Atlesian weapon, and the organization's possible connection to Mister Tukson's death. All of which, we will continue to investigate from this day forward." After getting that out of the way, he gave me a serious look. "Without further ado, Mister Arc. As much as I want to be lenient with you since the aftermath of the bank robbery would have been worse if it weren't for your meddling, I'm afraid we still have to follow protocol and condemn all of you to disciplinary action."

Oh Brothers, it was time to face judgment, I internally remarked. This was another major reason why the investigation shouldn't have taken place. We were let off easy last time likely because the chaos and destruction were at least limited to a small area in the docks with relatively less property damage. I was hoping we didn't have to involve ourselves in larger-scale incidents as it would inevitably cause too much trouble than we could handle unless we were very careful which we weren't.

He turned to all of us. "After some deliberation with Headmaster Ozpin and the Chief of the Police, for conduction of an investigation on one of the most serious terror cells on Vale without the approval of your superiors, and because of the repercussions you caused. We have decided to instantaneously sentence you all to community service, with the exclusion of Nikos, as she was not part of the investigation, and her presence at the robbery is not accounted for and any of her actions is deemed to be done in self-defense."

We all looked down out of guilt. It eventually had to happen sooner or later. I was kind of suspecting that they went easy on Pyrrha because they want to cause a stir by penalizing Mistral's four-time champion when she didn't do much but save me and stop another idiot from trying to kill us both. While I have a good enough reason for this sentence, my reputation be damned.

"Your duration varies depending on the degree of your involvement. Wukong and Vasillias have the shortest amount, only having three days of labor, given their minimum contribution; Arc will be given a week of service for motorcycle theft, despite his efforts to reduce the havoc at the bank robbery that we do appreciate. Rest assured that we have the vehicle recuperated and would later return it to its rightful owner once we contact them. Rose, Schnee, and Belladonna will be given ten days of service for damages and casualties they indirectly caused to the public during an unauthorized investigation. [1] Miss Xiao Long, on the other hand, would be given a special case, not only for her participation like the rest of you but also because of her interesting history..." he said as he pulled out his scroll and opened it to a database.

"Wait, so you're telling me that Yang… has A CRIMINAL RECORD?!" Weiss suddenly shouted.

I wanted to say I'm surprised, but then again her partner was an ex-member of an international terrorist group that I fought for three times now, and that very same ex-terrorist gave me a kiss on the cheek a couple of weeks ago.

"Well... it's just a few misdemeanors like underage drinking right...?" Yang nervously reckoned as she forced a grin. [2]

"That and… speeding, reckless driving, disorderly conduct, vandalism, parking violation, illegal U-turns…" Detective Huntley said as he read her record on his scroll.

Yang's entire team glared at her as Detective Huntley continued to read out her listed record of crimes and all she could do was nervously smile.

"…battery, assault, property damage, and of course, littering," he said as he finished. Sounds like Yang has been going places. It made me feel guilty about stealing a bike.

"This is absurd! What's next? Ruby getting charged for stealing cookies?" Weiss fumed before she realized that Ruby was still in grief. "Oh. Sorry, Ruby."

"It's okay…" she responded in a low voice. It was still too soon for her.

"That would give her a whole month of service, while on probation. Meaning you would only do labor on Beacon's grounds. You are forbidden to visit the city until your penalty is lifted. You should be grateful, this is the most clement verdict we could give you with such a record like yours." Detective Huntley told her before looking at all of us again. "If it was up to me or anyone else in the station, this would have been harsher, but Professor Ozpin made an agreement to the chief of police to make sure you don't fall back with your studies as Hunstman trainees, and we didn't have to take the usual process of taking you all into court."

"That is bullcrap! There's gotta be another way where I could make it up to you somehow." Yang protested.

"Miss Xiao Long, I'm afraid I have to concur with Detective Huntley here." The Great & Powerful Ozpin finally stepped in and spoke after just standing there for a while now. "Laws are laws, and so long as they are fair and just, they deserve to be enforced. I may have pardoned you previously, but you will have to face the consequences of your actions this time around. As he said, this is a rather merciful verdict for a record like yours. Either you accept this or spend some time behind bars and face a judge. Worry not about missions, you can still participate in them since they count as service."

You know, Ozpin seems to have a lot of power for a headmaster of an academy if he can coax the police department and bend the justice system like that, or he is just that charismatic. Either way, who am I to complain if this meant getting us out of there with less trouble?

"This is freaking stupid…" Yang grumbled. "Fine. Don't expect me to enjoy this. I feel like being grounded again."

"I would also like to add that only Wukong and Vasillias will perform service at city grounds, Team RWBY and Arc will only perform service at Beacon, where they would be safe from potential White Fang attacks since they would undoubtedly hunt them down for their recent actions against them. Unlike Xiao Long, they are not barred from visiting the city, but I advise you to remain cautious. Law enforcement is currently on high alert in case of any more White Fang attacks." Detective Huntley added.

"Detective. Pardon me, but I could pay for the reparations. That way, we don't have to perform community ser—" Weiss tried to propose before The Great & Powerful Ozpin himself silenced her by raising his hand.

"Miss Schnee, while your offer is appreciated; I'm afraid that we decided that I will have to pay for the damages myself," Ozpin interjected. "You need to be disciplined for the recent incident, even if you did not intend for any of this to happen. This is a deed we cannot let go unpunished."

"But—"

"This is not up for debate. You shall all serve your sentences and think about what you've just caused and that's final," he clinched. With that, it shows that there was no way of bargaining our way out of our punishments, and all we could do was face the music and accept our fates.

"Thank you, Professor Ozpin." Detective Huntly said. "Alright, I believe my work here is done. Thank you all for your cooperation. Try not to get yourselves into trouble again and please stop acting like vigilantes without the approval of your superiors," He concluded as he stood up. "Now, if you excuse me I still have to scrutinize the battlesuit's remains. You're all free to go."

Detective Huntley left the room as Ozpin stood in the middle, looking at all of us. "Students. I can neither say I'm happy nor disappointed by your recent stunts. But I want you to have this as a learning opportunity not to provoke deadly criminals and organizations. The authorities, with the cooperation of fully-trained licensed Huntsmen, are hard at work dealing with these types of threats every day, while you are all still just preparing. You may be skilled, but your skills may only be wasted if you are not careful enough; fortunately, none of you have been seriously injured and you were given lenient punishments for your lack of discipline. Even then, it does not change the fact that five civilians are confirmed dead and thirty-nine others are currently hospitalized as a result of your destructive curiosities and I may also have to face possible lawsuits as a result."

We remained silent as he lectured us. The investigation wasn't fully a waste as we were able to discover that the White Fang has been secretly holding destructive weapons while in their prototype stages. The thing is, it wasn't our business to begin with. Someone else would have made the discovery and we wouldn't have to be facing the consequences of our own actions had we just refrained from doing something stupid.

"Now enough of this, I believed you have all learned your lessons, but you still have to perform the services you are assigned to and think about your actions. Now follow my lead. We'll be taking the Bullhead back to Beacon."

We all stood up and followed Ozpin to the rooftop. As we were making our way there—I looked at Ruby, who was still looking down, feeling guilty for all the lives she couldn't save. I never liked seeing Ruby sad, she was like a sister to me, along with Pyrrha and Nora, so I went next to her and brightened her up.

"You know, Ruby. I wouldn't have stopped those bank robbers if you didn't bring me into your investigation. I know that there were people you couldn't save, but that doesn't mean you didn't save anyone. Who knows what would happen if I didn't go to the bank? You should look at the bright side of things, you don't have to always feel so guilty."

Ruby poked her head up and turned her head at me. I smiled at her to let her know that I was there for her. Without a word, she smiled back, getting my message.

Yang noticed me cheer her sister up. She went in and patted my shoulder. "You did good, lady killer."

I beamed at Yang with a nod. Ruby deserved to know that it wasn't entirely her fault and that no matter what, her friends are with her.

Now I know how my sisters felt when they saw me dejected...

After this, I really need to stop hanging out with Team RWBY for a bit and focus on my team. I do genuinely admire their will and courage but they need to learn how to not give us any more problems. I only went with them because I thought it would be a quick and simple search for information with no fighting, but it only put me on Podunk 2: The Black Cat Boogaloo and gave me my third strike to the White Fang. I have enough of these that I'm starting to appreciate the Grimm and tedious schoolwork.

So ends the second day of the second semester and I already feel exhausted.

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1. Despite being a former terrorist, Blake did not hold a criminal record in Vale since she hadn't committed a single crime inside the kingdom or at very least hadn't been caught committing one.

2. The drinking age in Vale was 18. Adolescents aged 16 are also allowed to drink under adult supervision. Yang was 17 at the time, and while she was not exactly a heavy drinker, she had a few accounts of drinking underage without an adult chaperone.

Editorial Note: Before ending this chapter, we will look into another one of the recovered White Fang that details the incident from their point of view.

The White Fang Reports: Summary of the Assault in Vale

The human oppressors of Vale should start trembling in fear, for our day of retribution is coming close with each passing hour. The downtrodden people of faunuskind will soon rise as their champions liberate them from the shackles of tyranny and the streets of Vale will be cleansed of fascist filth.

But in order to achieve that, we must cooperate with some humans who share grudges to those who oppress us. One such person would be Roman Torchwick, a crime lord under the collaboration of the district leader, Adam Taurus, and a henchman of our mysterious backer. Many will find the collaboration from a human dubious, but we should remember that the enemy of our enemy is our friend, and Torchwick's contribution will help aid the future of faunuskind as he holds munitions necessary to achieve our objectives.

Through Torchwick's superiors, he managed to get a hold of prototype battle suits that were still not available for the public, the Atlesian Paladin. How they were able to get a hold of this mechanized battlesuit was beyond our comprehension, but it did not matter as we finally have ammunition that could be the key to our success.

Due to our recent failure to acquire an adequate amount of dust from the city's docks for our upcoming operation, we had to resort to committing a robbery at a bank in Downtown Vale in order to compensate for our losses from our previous mission. While the robbery takes place, another team will conduct car bomb attacks at one of the Atlesian military presentations to distract a portion of the police force from responding to the robbery.

Before the robbery took place, we introduced the Paladin to one of our recruitment meetings, administered by Fawkes and Torchwick himself. But we found that the meeting was being infiltrated by Blake Belladonna and one of the pets that accompanied her during the debacle at the docks a couple of weeks ago. Our plans needed some adjustments, Torchwick decided to use the battlesuit, not only to pursue them but to demonstrate its abilities. It prevented her from interfering with the robbery that we would carry out shortly after as well as becoming a more effective distraction than a usual car bomb attack.

Fawkes brought half of the recruits from Group Panther to the robbery as an initiation, and was accompanied by Torchwick's companion, Neo Politan, who is said to be the same person as 'The Neapolitan Butcher'. With the group's strength, it's expected that the robbery would be a decisive success and the recruits themselves need not worry much.

And then he appeared.

The robbery was going well, we were able to grab hold of the funds we needed for the White Fang's upcoming operation for Mountain Glenn and VPD was unable to stop us. But alas came the blond Huntsman who was responsible for the destruction of the Forever Fall outpost and our failure at the docks. He slaughtered our men, recruits, and veterans alike until they were either dead or crippled. Only Neo Politan and a few members escaped, those who didn't were detained or worse—killed.

We have finally coined a name for this human: The Valish Defanger. He is becoming an even worse wrench in our works that were only able to recover one-third of our objective at the robbery, meaning the operation in Mountain Glenn will, unfortunately, have to be postponed once more as we still require more lien if we are to carry it out. While all hope is not lost, the ambitions of a liberated Vale are under a serious threat. The human responsible for this must be dealt with quickly before he ruins more of our operations.

On a related note, Torchwick was able to escape from the Huntsmen, but with the cost of the Paladin. Nevertheless, that was only one of the many battlesuits that are stocked in our armaments, and it only confirmed that they functioned as intended.

Some recruits have become disheartened at our recent failures, but we assured them that we will never give up and that we will soon gain the upper hand among the humans who think they could hinder our campaign. Because soon, our fallen brethren will be avenged and our morale will ameliorate. We will be the rallying cry of every persecuted faunus in this wretched kingdom.

The Revolution Will Not Be Humanized!