Since the beginning of Remnant, there has always been two sides. Good and evil. The huntsman and huntress wanting to save and secure it, while the Grimm wanted to purge and destroy it. But there's always the side no talks about, the one between the...
In the middle of Glynda's combat class stood Cardin Winchester with his weapon The Executioner perched on his shoulder and Jaune Arc opposite him with Crocea Mors drawn, leaning on his weapon as if exhausted, in the spotlight shining on the Beacon Academy auditorium stage.
He looks at Cardin, who laughs at his opponent's tiredness, and Jaune gathers his strength to charge forward and swing his blade at Cardin, only for him to jump out of the way. Jaune looks back, surprised, as The Executioner sends Jaune's shield - and himself - flying back. Now only armed with his sword, Jaune continued to try and attack, but is blocked by the mace's hilt. Their weapons locked, Cardin forces himself up, towering over a struggling Jaune.
Cardin: This is the part where you lose.
Jaune: Over my dead-!
Jaune is cut short as Cardin knees him in the gut, making Jaune drop his sword and fall to the ground in pain. Cardin raises his mace and is about to slam it down on a worried Jaune just when the buzzer rings, the lights come back on, and Glynda Goodwitch's voice causes him to stop.
Glynda: Cardin, that's enough! Students, as you can see, Mr. Arc's Aura has now dropped into the red. In a tournament-styled duel, this would indicate that Jaune is no longer fit for battle, and that the official may call the match.
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While Jaune still lays on the floor in defeat, Pyrrha looks sad. Glynda turns her head to look at the losing warrior as he pulls out a smaller tablet with his low, blinking stats and that of his entire team.
Glynda: Mr. Arc, it's been weeks now. Please try to refer to your Scroll during combat. Gauging your Aura will help you decide when it's appropriate to attack, or when it is better to move to a more... defensive strategy. We wouldn't want you to be gobbled up by a Beowolf, now, would we?
Cardin: Speak for yourself...
Glynda: Remember, everyone, the Vytal Festival is only a few months away! It won't be long before students from the other kingdoms start arriving in Vale, so keep practicing! Those who choose to compete in the combat tournament will be representing all of Vale!
As she dismisses the class, Yang pushes the air in anticipation, Weiss is shaking her fist with an exited smile, and Ruby is shaking her entire body with enthusiastic energy while squealing softly. As some of the other students leave, Pyrrha continues to frown sadly. Jaune, still sitting on the floor, hangs his head in shame. Aiden is still in the same spot as he stares at Jaune with an almost intrigued look. ===================================
Cutting to the cafeteria, it shows Nora's face up-close as she tell her friends and teammates about a dream she had the other night.
Nora: So! There we were, in the middle of the night...
