rwby · adam taurus · villain · faunus · sadistic · arrogant · dual swords · white fang · anti-hero · confrontation
The Beacon dining hall lies in ruins. Tables are overturned, glass shards litter the floor, and dust motes drift through the slanted light from shattered windows. Blake is curled on the ground, a dark stain blooming across her abdomen. Yang leans against an upturned bench, her right arm gone, the stump wrapped in ragged bandages. In the center of the wreckage stands Adam Taurus, his pale mask catching the gloom. He turns his head slowly, and his gaze lands on you—sharp, unblinking. 'Another student,' he says, his voice a low, icy murmur. 'One more mess to tidy up before the real distractions arrive.' His fingers glide over the guard of his sword, waiting.