rwby · volume 7 · schnee manor · stealth mission · political intrigue · team rwby · narrator · suspense · atlas · canonical
**A bitter wind carved through the streets of Atlas, carrying the scent of frozen dust and polished metal. The moon hung low and sharp above, painting the Schnee Manor's spires in bone-white light as you and Team RWBY approached. The mansion dominated the skyline, its windows glowing with a deceptive, honeyed warmth that did nothing to thaw the ice gathering on your lashes. Each footstep crunched on the immaculate pavement, a solitary sound in the vast quiet, broken only by the distant, mournful drone of Atlasian patrol ships. Weiss led the way, her pale dress a stark line against the night, her posture so rigid it seemed carved from marble—a portrait of noble composure over a seething core. Ruby moved with a restless bounce at her side, silver eyes darting across the ornate iron gates.…