So, glad to rejoin everyone with this.
Things have been busy, and trying to juggle this chapter with incoming graduation and other things.
Today is also a sad day, since there is the death of a legend: Val Kilmer (1959-2025). Will never forget him or all the beloved roles he's done.
Without further ado.
Chapter VI
A Knife in the Dark
City of Vale
"These men are not your run-of-the-mill Grimm or Orc, Atlesian…" Agandaur sneered with contempt. "These are men of Carn Dum. Their blood is of those faithfully served Angmar. They have lived and fought in the coldest pits of the North, a far cry from the pampered halls of your great city."
"Heh… that's fine…" Ironwood grinned, already pulling his knife out of the dead armored man who had cut at his neck. "I welcome the practice…" He flexed his metallic arm, the clothes and skin already eroded from it.
Glynda circled thousands of broken shards in the air, forming them into spears that shot like arrows. The shards sliced through the sides of the men surrounding Ironwood, their Aura breaking.
She sent two more at the head of Angandaur, who lifted his hand to break one apart in a magenta explosion, before bringing his blade to cut open the other.
"Heheheh… how pretty…" He chuckled, causing Goodwitch to glare. "Is that all that the wizard has taught you besides…"
The tall man brought back his sword to block the overhead strike of Harbinger from a jumping Qrow. The former bandit jumped back before dashing to cut his weapon at his enemy's knees, only to dodge to avoid the sword quickly cutting through the ground and making an uppercut that would have slashed the face.
"Oz has taught us as much to shut up asshats like you."
"Ah, yes, last but not least… the wizard's pet crow," Angandaur sneered. "To think how the Branwen tribe has fallen. One a traitor…" Qrow glared at that part. "…and the other… now a loyal pet."
"Yeah?" Qrow grinned, still crouching. "I can say being part of Oz's litter makes better than how your one-eye-sack-of-dung-lord-in-Mordor gives jackshit for all the expendable lackeys he's had throughout the years…"
"I AM Sauron's right-hand man!" The tall man bellowed as he tapped his hand to his breastplate. "I serve as his eyes and hands in the North! I wield the blood of the true…"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, good for you…" Qrow interrupted with a wave, causing the tall man glower. "Last guy who said something like that, I pulled his guts out… and he looked a lot better-looking than what behind that thing on your face." The former bandit grinned. "And he was an orc… that's saying something."
"Before this night ends, there will not be anything of you or your precious city once I and my master's servants are done with it."
"Your master's servants?" Goodwitch questioned.
Angandaur chuckled. "You think this is some simple siege? This was sentenced by the Dark Lord himself. It is by his order… that his most faithful servants carry out the task of burning Ozpin's order to the ground. And after that…" He motioned his arms out. "It shall begin…"
"Specifically, what the hell is that supposed to be?" Qrow questioned.
"The War…" Angandaur titled his head back. "And with it… the final end… to the Age of Men."
"AH!"
"Aw, what's wrong? Did that hurt?" Adam mocked as he pointed his blade at the open cut on Weiss' left sleeve. "Are you going to cry for a little cut on that pretty white dress of yours? Let's see when I add some red to it!"
Weiss yelped as he she brought back Myrtenmaster again to parry away another strike from the crimson blade. She swung it back to block another. She jumped before conjuring a white glyph and made her dash to past Taurus, drifting across the floor, before conjuring three more glyphs to thrown icicles his way. The redhead faunus dashed while swung his sword in a loop that cut through the ice projectiles without effort. After cutting through the last projectile, he brought his scabbard to shoot a round from it towards Weiss. The girl brought her rapier to block the dust round, causing an opening Adam jumped at.
It was all Blake could do was stare, while trying to dash and make it so she would put herself between her friend and her former lover. However…
"Stop focusing on your ex and focus on the one in front of you!" Blake didn't need to look, as she had to duck her head down to avoid the sickle going for her neck. She placed her hands on the floor, before bringing her feet up to kick at the Emerald's face. The cat faunus cartwheeled away, before jumping back up and crouching at her opponent. The green-haired girl jumped back, before crouching a distance away, lifting her head to meet Blake's glare.
Both lifted their weapons to fire at each at the same time.
They both circled as their rounds chased after their forms, marking the floor with scorch marks. They closed their circling before Blake swung Gambol Shroud before Emerald caught it by the hook of her Thief's Respite. The Belladonna pulled back the blade before swinging it before her opponent pulled her arm back to stop it from getting her back. The bow-tied girl soon crouched and shot an ice round at her enemy's feet. Emerald jumped before bring both feet to kick Blake in the face, only for her form to dissipate.
Emerald turned before getting a kick at her rib from a reappearing Blake.
…
"Did Daddy train you hit that soft because you were his little girl?" Mercury grinned as he dodged another punch from growling Yang.
"ARGH!" A cry caused Yang to stop her next punch, watching with wide eyes as Gandalf was flung through the air and back on the ground, courtesy of the white-robed counterpart, who was now sporting a bleeding cut from his forehead.
"Gandalf!" She cried as she was kicked at her forehead, which caused her to roll back.
"What?! Little worried because Grandpa's taking a kicking?!" Mercury dashed, before jumping to bring slam his boot down, only for Yang to roll over before he made a crater of her previous spot.
…
Weiss slid back with her heels screeching against the floor, raising her head up to see Adam glaring.
…
Blake flipped in the air before descending down to slice her Gambol Shroud on Emerald's shoulder…
Only for the green-haired girl to dissipate.
Blake didn't when she ducked to avoid the sickle swinging horizontally for her neck. She swiped her leg back at the girl's shin to trip, bringing her black blade up to cut down on her, only for that to cut at nothing…
She turned to see Emerald…
More of her… surrounding her.
"You think you're the only one?"
Blake's gold eyes narrowed. Her to fighting this thief with this kind of semblance. The thief was making it all in her head.
…
Weiss slid back with her heels screeching against the floor, raising her head up to see Adam rushing back to her.
…
"NO!" Blake made to rush to her teammate only to be block by an incoming kick of a boot.
"We're not done with you yet!"
The cat faunus rolled, looking up with a glare at the multiple Emeralds in her vision.
"Use those senses of yours…" She couldn't know which of them said that, while lifting their own Thief's Respite's at the ready. "And you'll… ARGH!"
Blake's eyes widened to see one of Emerald Sustari's forms was shoved to the ground, causing the illusion to falter. She then heard a bark coming from one of the things she had shown fear and caution around…
Rolling on the spot in black and white fur, after making himself a ball… was Zwei.
"What the…?" Emerald turned in alarm and anger. "Hey!" She shot her sickle gun at the dog, who jumped away. "Stay out of this you little…" Emerald didn't get to shoot another round, because Blake had thrown Gambol Shroud, and it spined and smacked the weapon out of the girl's hand. The chorded weapon was spinning past, till Blake pulled it back and ensnared around the green-haired girl. The girl was at a lost, before she looked up to see Blake's incoming form. The raven-haired girl jumped over, before making a spinning kick that knocked Emerald to the ground.
Zwei came up with a bark, causing Blake to shudder a bit when he came to close. However, she couldn't but say something that she didn't think she would make to that of Zwei's kind…
"Thanks…" She said it. "I needed that." The Corgi happily barked in reply.
...
Yang crossed her arms to take the brunt of Mercury's kick, causing her to almost slide back.
"I was holding back so much!" Mercury dashed forward with a grin as he jumped above Yang. "But I was saving this just for you!" He raised his foot high, the girl noticing something unfolded from it and it was about to come down when…
The blonde blinked when a blur collided with Mercury in midair, one arm encircling the incoming leg while the other grabbed hold of the arrogant rat.
"HEY…!"
Tai Xiao Long and Mercury rolled across the floor, and the former kept the latter in place with his arms locking over him in a hold.
"DAD!"
"Go help your friends!" Her father yelled. "I got him!"
…
"PATHETIC!"
Weiss lifted her rapier to block a strike that sent her staggering back.
"PATHETIC! PATHETIC! PATHETIC!" The bull roared as he swiped his crimson blade at both sides, and with each swing was a strong blow that struck as hard as Nora's Magnhild. She slid away before jumping to summon three more glyphs to shoot icicle lances at Adam, who zigzagged across the ground to dodge the projectiles at faster speed. He dashed before coming before her, grabbing her by the heel before swinging and throwing her across the ground.
"Your sister could make the effort to get a hit on me… and not only barely dragging on the defensive!"
"The effort, you say?" Weiss dared to sneer at the bull. "Winter would have already wiped the floor with your face."
"Oh, I'm sure…" The bull grinned. "I'm sure she will when I show her your head!"
CLANG!
"WHAT?!" Adam was befuddled as his blade was stopped.
"Blake?!" Weiss stood back, seeing the blur of black between her and Taurus.
Gambol Shroud was holding against the red blade that was Wilt. Golden eyes stared towards the slits of the mask. A second later, the black blade screeched against the crimson blade, as the cat faunus jumped back and stood defensively next to Weiss."
"Blake…?" Adam fumed, while tightly gripping both Wilt and Blush. "You dare…?"
"Weiss, stay behind me…" Blake stepped in front of Weiss, while pulling the black blade towards Adam. "I won't let him hurt a friend."
…
Gandalf dashed his staff to deflect the fire ball to the side, before moving left to avoid another. The wizard across from him, swung his black staff to swipe a wave of fire sailing towards him, causing the grey wizard to strike his staff to the ground to materialize a barrier to deflected the wave.
Saruman levitated briefly in the air, his staff glowing, before he slammed back to the ground. Th staff's head striking the floor caused violet cracks to spread towards his opponent. Gandalf jumped back to not let his feet touch the forming cracks.
The white wizard swung his staff, causing Gandalf to fall back to the ground with a thud and a yelp.
Then came the sound of a gunshot.
Gandalf blinked to see a blur of yellow jumping over him.
And that same blur jumped in front of a surprised Saruman, before it blasted a dust round in front of him. The white wizard jumped back in response.
"Get away from him, you old geezer!" Yang snarled, smoke coming out from her gauntlets.
Ruby felt herself lying on the ground, her eyes slowly opening, barely hearing the walls and roofs crumbling around her and the two friends with her.
The first one she saw was Pyrrha Nikos.
She pulled herself up, and she turned to see the blonde fellow struggling to rise up behind her.
Jaune Arc.
Ruby looked up and saw only the wide-open night sky above Beacon. The shattered moon hanging above them.
"Ugh…"
"What…" Jaune rubbed his head. "What just happened?"
"What happened…?" Pyrrha asked.
…
Then came a sudden sound.
An ear-piercing screech.
All three students pulled out their weapons and went on guard. Ruby with her Crescent Rose. Jaune with his Crocea Mors sword and shield. And Pyrrha (though exhausted) pulled out her Milo and Akou.
The three of them stood back-to-back as they stood at the center of what was supposed to be the office of their Headmaster.
Then came a mighty, but familiar roar. They turned… and to their horror… they looked upon the sight of a Grimm creature coming upon them.
A Grimm Wyvern.
The creature glided with its wings through the air before it landed and its claws grasped upon the ruined walls of the office. It made a cawing screech towards the frightened students, before it hissed with its tongue towards them.
The trio feared and braced for what worst the variant of Grimm was about to unleashed, just as they have done before with many other Grimm.
But the Wyvern only reared its head back, not attacking.
All was still between them. A calm, yet uncomfortable still. Out of character for a Grimm.
And that was what unsettled them the most.
The answer soon came… when the three students noticed a dark shadow moving behind the Wyvern's neck. They could have easily mistaken it as being a flap or tail from the Wyvern, but it continued to move… before it descended off the creature's back.
Ruby Rose, Jaune Arc, and Pyrrha Nikos took in the cloaked figure whose color matched perfectly with that of the Grimm Wyvern beside it.
They soon realized; the figure wasn't alone…
When more of the same figure followed from behind.
Five figures. Dressed in black; black like the Grimm. Their faces entirely covered. Their hands being covered in dark metal gauntlets. And they all bore a long sword.
Ruby gasped… feeling her exhale of breath turning cold.
The first cloaked figure… made the first step with his sharp-pointed boot towards the three huntsman-in-training. And the other four followed… now starting to surround the trio… their blades raised towards them.
…
"BACK YOU DEVILS!" Jaune Arc yelled as he stood in front of his two friends and raised his sword and shield to attack
"JAUNE!" Both Ruby and Pyrrha cried out.
The blonde boy yelled as he swung his Crocea Mors towards the nearest cloaked figure, who merely raised his blade to block the strike. Jaune didn't stop as he slashed two more times, but only met parries. His hooded opponent made his offense, and Jaune raised his white shield to block the strike. The blonde boy felt grim surprise when he felt the blow from his enemy to be stronger than expected. He made ready to strike again, only for the dark cloaked enemy to parry and made a swipe of his sword that was strong enough to blast Jaune off his feet.
"JAUNE!"
Pyrrha grunted as she threw her gold disk shield like a spinning frisbee that skyrocketed and instantly bounced against the five present wraiths. The shield's impact caused all five to recoil and staggard back, but only briefly. The redhead shifted Akou into its spear form, before dashing and swinging it to slash at the wraith that was about to slash on the down Jaune.
Another wraith approached to stab her from behind, only for Pyrrah to call Milo back. The wraith's sword fell on the front of the gold shield instead of the girl's backside.
A dark wraith was coming upon the redhead's blind side, raising his blade before…
A flash of rose petals appeared.
The red scythe flipped and caught the blade before it could fall upon Pyrrha. The figure's hood turned… and met that of the darkened face of Ruby Rose.
She pulled the trigger.
A shot caused Crescent Rose swish violently against the blade, before the girl twirled it and swung an uppercut towards the wraith. The blade made a tear through the dark robes, before it twirled and made a scratch across the arm. Ruby flipped the scythe quickly till it aimed towards the wraith… and pull the trigger again.
Another white shot of dust caused the wraith in front of her to be shoved and fall back.
Ruby didn't waste time. A second later, where she stood was later filled by a mysterious flutter of rose petals.
She reappeared while flipping over one of the wraiths ready to attack the recovering Jaune. She landed next to the wraith, bringing her scythe up to parry his blade before it fell upon the blonde. She swung to slash the wraith, only for him to back away in time.
A sudden scream filled the air.
It wasn't only the scream being totally inhuman, but the scream had a force that caused all three huntsmen-in-training to falter back, their newly-formed defense prowess shaken.
…
Ruby gasped.
Something caused her… to feel a pulse.
She noticed the wraiths backing away… from the fifth one… who had barely moved from his spot, as if had been observing… till now. He reared his head up… and he once again caused an inhuman screech to fill the air around the top of the tower.
A sudden aura… had spread also from his screech… and it was force that caused the three to feel a sting of dread.
"Wh… What?" Pyrrha paled.
"What… is that… some sort of… semblance?" Jaune fell to his knees, his eyes not taking off the screaming wraith.
Before long… the certain wraith turned his head… towards Ruby. The girl met his faceless gaze… and she felt…
"RUBY!"
Somehow… she couldn't focus on her friends' cries for her… due to the pressure she was starting to feel…
And the…
"Ashni…"
Her eyes widened…
A voice?
"Ashni… Ashni…"
Where was that coming from…?
"Ashni… Ashni… Ashni…"
Her hand felt weak… almost feeling Crescent Rose falling from her grasp…
"RUBY!"
The girl looked up… and saw the wraith… approaching her.
"HEY!" Jaune yelled. "Get away from her!" He yelled as he swung his sword again at the wraith, who blocked the strike once again. They traded blows with their blades, before Jaune lifted his shield in effort strike him…
Only for the wraith to catch the shield with only his open gauntlet.
Jaune didn't have time to be shocked again by his opponent's strength when he felt himself being lifted and thrown to the other side.
"JAUNE!" Pyrrha let out a roar, and dashed towards the lead shadow figure. She jumped and slashed Milo overhead, only for the cloaked figure to parry it with his own blade. The redhead crouched to the side before swinging her blade back, only for the hooded one to parry it. She flipped the blade and rose. She once again made a strike, only for another clang from the dull blade. She flashed Akou's flat side to hit him only for the flat of the dark one's sword to slam against it, stopping it. Nikos switched her blade and shield again and again till she and the dark one were trading blows, the latter opponent nearly backing away.
Pyrrha raised Akou to stop an overhead slash, before throwing it upward, the break causing the dark one staggard back. She quickly flipped Milo to turn into its javelin form, before taking it and thrusting it into the dark one's chest.
It should have been a victory for Pyrrha. A stab that could have ended or at least injured the apparent leader of the dark assailants. However…
Both Pyrrha and Ruby's satisfied looks faded when the dark hood was still standing. He then curled a metal gauntlet around the javelin before ripping it out with ease from his chest, before tossing it away with indifference.
Pyrrha's bewildered look was replaced by something else desperate, and the girl quickly called her discarded Milo in order to attack the dark leader again, only to back when a chained sickle nearly scratched her cheek. She turned to use Akou to block the next strike, before turning to stop a tomahawk with Milo. She was pushed back before she focused back on the leader, who raised his left boot to kick her back with surprising strength and pushed her a distance across the ground.
Now there was nothing standing between the leading wraith… and Ruby.
The wraith then unsheathed something from under his cloak with his open right hand: a dagger.
At the sight of it, Ruby felt some part of her nerves scream at the sight of the cold, jagged blade… that was now pointing towards her. She raised Crescent Rose again, ready to fight, and yet… the girl could not stop the shivering she was feeling her muscles as the five of wraiths now focused all on her. She cried inside to dash in and swing her scythe… but there something else that prevented her from acting on her natural instinct. Was it… fear? But what kind of fear? Was this… this…
She was stepping back, before she tripped back and fell on her rear to the ground. She crouching backwards to keep away from the towering wraith coming upon her, bringing up Crecent Rose in its rifle mode. She put her finger on the trigger and fidgeted in aiming it straight as the wraith was coming closer.
But also…
"Ashni… Ashni…"
Ruby paused, hearing the strange voice growing closer and closer… as if it was already close. She brought her hand up to her chest, before it fell to her waist… to her… pocket?
The girl's silver eyes widened when her fingers grasped the cool surface of the gold, that she slowly brought out into the open air…
…
She heard a sizzling hiss, and the girl thought she saw the five dark figures freezing in place as their hoods were looking in the direction of the object in her hand: the golden ring.
A second later, the leading wraith continued his advance upon her, his compatriots following behind him. Ruby's fear quickly returned, and she want to crawl away.
"Ashni… Ashni!"
Ruby felt a tremor… and she glanced at the ring in her hand. The one the wraiths look so fixated on.
She felt her desperation reaching her all over her. She wanted to get up and use her semblance to disappear into the wind, and leave nothing for the wraiths to have but the petals she would leave behind.
So, why couldn't she?
Had she already lost the will to stand up? Less than a minute ago, she was fighting with ease and as usual with Crescent Moon in her hands, working almost well alongside her two friends from Team JNPR.
Was it something from the wraith's scream that caused her to fall weak in her knees? The… twisted aura that radiated from these… dark beings even worse than what the Grimm could give? Were they Grimm themselves?
"ASHNI… ASHNI!"
The wraith was already hovering over her; his sword and dagger raised over her.
…
Ruby was about to squeal…
And by some unexplainable instinct… the ring slipped upon her finger.
"RUBY!"
The girl heard both Jaune and Pyrrha screaming her name, and her eyes opened… now in shock by what she was seeing.
Before her… the five wraiths were gone. In their place, stood five new figures. Figures of pale white. Their garments and robes were pale, and they looked to have been of once refined clothing and wear. Some of them wore armor and breastplates. Each of them wore what had to be crowns adorned on their heads.
Yet their faces… their features. Ruby looked in shock at the sight of their pale and weary skin. Their eyes looking scorched and blank. They looked human… but they didn't look alive. They looked no different that pale corpses that had not seen the essence of sunlight in so long.
Ruby's gaze turned and looked upon the pale figure closest to her. The one in place of the wraith that had towered over her. His crown was more extravagant and larger than the others, as if he was the greater king amongst them. Yet, as he gazed down at the red-hooded girl, he wore a scowl that twisted his features even more. His gaze was cold, it was as if he was seeing through her small frame, and Ruby nearly cowered.
The girl trembled… and could realize… that the five did not appear out of nowhere. They were the same five. The ones who had been attacking her and her friends.
This was… what they were. What they looked like… underneath.
It then lifted a glowing pale hand over her. Long pale fingers extending towards a certain spot. Towards Ruby's own hand. Closed in a fist, with the gold ring still encircled over her finger. It was reaching for the ring. That was the reason why.
Ruby recoiled her hand away before the approaching hand, causing the pale king to scowl, before drawing the white dagger in its hand. Quickly, Ruby pulled up Crescent Rose and pulled the trigger. The weapon shot out a bright light in the void. The light Ruby realized was Dust. The Dust round sparked and bounced against the chest of the pale king, causing him to step back.
The girl quickly shot more rounds again, the bright lights hitting like echoing claps against the pale figure's frame. Then, the other pale figures approached, starting to surround the girl. Ruby rose quickly, and brought Crescent Rose's blade in an uppercut that swiped at the closest pale one's robes. She swung the blade again only for another step back and avoid it. She pulled the blade to clash against another wraith's sword. She broke away from the sword, before pulling the scythe to shoot another round that pushed another wraith back. She jumped and spun in the air before slamming the blade to a sword that blocked it overhead.
Then Ruby stopped, as her face met face to face with the same pale king from before.
She was too late… when he shoved the white dagger from his free hand… and plunged it into her left shoulder.
And that was when Ruby screamed.
There.
Now I know I would have wanted to make it bigger to make up for the wait, but I just couldn't drag any longer, and save for the next update.
This chapter provides a pivotal moment I've been waiting to bring, and there's still a lot to wrap with this battle, which I want to get around to finishing so we can move forward with this story.
But just before we leave it at that...
Ruby never felt this level of pain before. It felt like it not only cut through her aura, it immediately cut through her. She was feeling as though every sense was feeling the depth of pain coming from the small blade skewering through her shoulder. Like that of a burning piece of metal, except it didn't feel like burning from fire. The dagger was like that of the coldest icicle from the thickest tundra of snow had seeped itself in her flesh…
She kept crying towards the sky from the top of her lungs, almost begging for respite from the unbearable blade. She blinked up, then saw the pale face glancing down at her, looking unmoved; unmoved by her suffering.
Then his focus was broken from her, and seemed to turn his attention upon something else. Ruby looked to see a blur of green light jumping in front of her, and before it blurred towards the pale king and the others.
She saw it holding something in its hands. Something burning. And in the other hand, something long and black. Whatever it was… it was now standing between her and the pale kings.
And yet, Ruby could still feel the pain persisting in her shoulder. She could barely rise up. She wanted to leave this place. She no longer wished to see the faces of the pale kings, nor did she wish to see the look of the void around her. She turned to see the gold ring still encircled around her finger. The moment she put it on was when she started to see the void around her.
With what strength she could muster at the moment, she pulled at the gold ring, before pulling it off at last from her finger.
"Ruby!" She saw Jaune crawling towards her. "What just happened?! You… you were gone! You just… vanished!"
"Oh, Jaune…" Ruby whimpered.
"Ruby?" He then took notice that something was off. "What's wrong?
"Oh my…" The look on Pyrrha's face told him. "She's been stabbed!"
"What?!"
The redhead took the girl by her shoulder, and lifted her hand over her chest, till it came over one area. "I feel something."
"Pyrrha?" Jaune paled.
"There's a piece…" Pyrrha's eyes widened. "It's from the blade."
"Ergh…" Ruby groaned, her hand clutching her shoulder.
"Ruby…?" Jaune took her shoulders.
"It hurts… IT HURTS!" Ruby cried, while her grasped the wound tighter.
"Ruby!" Jaune held her, while looking to his partner.
"I don't understand…" Pyrrha said. "Her Aura is up, it should have stop it… how can that blade…?"
"We need to help her, Pyrrha!" Jaune beckoned.
"Maybe… is it…" The redhead's eyes glanced again at the shoulder. "Maybe I can…"
"Don't!" The redhead stopped, before she and Jaune glanced towards the one standing between them and the wraiths. His black suit was in tatters. Cuts not only ripping through the apparel, but bleeding. Both his grey-silver hair and face were covered in dirt and soot. He gripped the hilt of his cane with both hands. His amber eyes were focused in glare to the dark figures in front of him. "Whatever it is that you wish to help Miss Rose, Miss Nikos, I'm afraid your semblance will not be able to help her."
"You are too late… wizard…" The lead wraith took a step towards the headmaster. "The silver-eyed child's fate has been sealed. She will pass soon… into shadow."
"That will NOT happen!" Professor Ozpin spoke in a way the students never heard from him before. "Begone from here… and back to your master in Mordor!" He stomped the end of his cane to ground the was once his office, and it almost cause something vibrating as a tremor.
"Our lord has lost patience…" The lead wraith brought up his sword. "He will no longer abide your interference. The time has now come. He has entrusted me… to break you."
Ozpin's face twisted; his eyes shooting a look of venom. He then flipped his cane in the air before holding it up like a saber, his thumb pressing on the trigger. He glanced down to a fallen weapon on ground. He raised his shoe to stomp the ground that caused the crimson scythe to flip in the air… before the headmaster grabbed it with his other hand.
"No… this night… I WILL break you."