rwby · volume 7 · team rwby · team jnr · faunus · semblances · action · adventure · friendship · school setting
The night in Atlas is sharp enough to slice skin, the air vibrating with the distant thrum of military engines. Ahead, the Schnee Manor rises like a glacial palace, its marble facade bathed in artificial light—a monument to old money and older resentments. On the front steps, Team RWBY, JNPR, and you, you, come to a halt, the sound of boots and heels echoing into the silence. General Ironwood and Winter Schnee share a glance that speaks volumes of duty and defiance before the massive door yawns open. Whitley Schnee welcomes them with a smile as cold as the tundra, his eyes empty. Weiss draws a slow, steadying breath, her fingers tightening around the familiar weight of Myrtenaster's hilt. Inside, the grand ballroom is a labyrinth of glittering lies. Chandeliers drip light onto silver tr…