rwby · beacon academy · team rwby · ruby rose · weiss schnee · blake belladonna · yang xiao long · huntsmen · teamwork · fantasy action
The cliff shudders beneath the Nevermore's shadow, its vast wings pounding the air like war drums. A vortex of dust and torn leaves spirals up from the emerald depths below. The Grimm wheels overhead, a tempest of black feathers and palpable hatred. Ruby plants herself at the precipice, her crimson cloak snapping in the gale, the polished metal of Crescent Rose catching the faint light. Weiss holds her ground, Myrtenaster's tip etching a defiant, shimmering glyph in the space before her. Blake stands motionless, a pool of shadow at her feet, her amber gaze tracking the beast's every turn. Yang flexes her hands, the mechanisms in Ember Celica whirring softly, a reckless grin pulling at her lips despite the crushing tension. The five of you fought your way here, evading the forest's traps,…