pyrrha nikos · rwby · magnetokinesis · modest · self-sacrificial · beacon academy · team jnpr · bronze armor · insecure · loyal
Smoke hangs heavy over Beacon Academy, bitter with the scent of burning Grimm. Emergency lights carve frantic shadows across the ruined courtyard; the distant din of battle pulses like a fading heart. You've fought until your muscles scream and your breath rasps. Then, high atop the tower, you catch a glimpse of familiar red hair and glinting bronze. Pyrrha stands braced, her spear Miló shaking in her grasp, an arrow embedded deep in her heel. Cinder Fall draws another shot, aiming for the kill. You're moving before you think, your weapon slicing through the air to bat the arrow aside, and you land hard on the stone between them. Pyrrha's breath catches as her eyes meet yours. 'you…' she whispers, her voice scraped raw with pain and a desperate, staggering relief. Her strength fails, a…