RWBY: Beacon Academy (Private)

Amira watched as the Grimm rose around the small group, he looked at them oddly "Hm..." the scratching of metal slowly filled the boys ears as he removed his scimitars from their holding in sync, the hair that rested over his eyes staying in place as it somewhat fluttered around at its tips. The mixture of irritation and excitement didn't sit very well so Amira was somewhat revealed to see the Grimm which were now the only things that had his attention "hehe, well, c'mon! what are you waiting for?" Amira laughed as he seemed to be talkign to grim. Slidding his swords against each other he prepared himself to fight "Lets have some fun!" Amira launched at them pack, past Axiel and Carl, though he didn't really notice them at all

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Amira opened up like a tornado, dealing constant damage to the Grimm around him while attracting them, Axiel's words meant nothing to him as he ran freely with his attacks, slicing and dicing those around him, quite the pack of Beowulf and possibly more that couldn't be seen. Noticing a claw slash down at him Amira quickly attempted to counter with his scimitar, the sound in the ear irritated him as the claws slashed against his sword, in retaliation he swung it back as forcefully as he could, getting a nice cut in "He~ Gotcha" feeding of the speed he turned to the others around him as they went into tackle like formations, he hopped over one with a good reaction and timing but the third one pushed him back hard, causing him to use both of his swords in a X like form to counter the flaws "eh-" he slid back slightly, then noticing the Beo down jumped up to give it a downercut, downerslash? Either way, it was gonna hurt it hard!

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Its red beady eyes blurred as the ying side of the yang struck for its next attack at the girl, watching it Dyamond fell back and rolled over to her right, the side of the reptiles scales met the blade of the bow as the two fought in tense friction, neither side letting up for a second. The Grimm whipped its newly made tail, the remains of its other half, flicking Dyamond back as she thrown off her feet once again, then coming back it opened its mouth wide to do what it had so eagerly been wishing for through the whole fight. Dyamond sat up in a daze as, it didn't take her long to see the Grimm's teeth ready to tray at consuming her once again, snatching up her bow she swung it just as the grim touched the tip of her boots, the bladed part grazed both teeth like a razor but with the force of truck, the Grimm's main two fangs shattered from its base upon contact with Dyamond's strike.

Enraged the Grimm didn't stop, it continued trying to eat Dyamond as it rammed her out of the way once again in a attempt to take her in, she got up quicker this time, not laying down to let a repeat of the same action happen over once again. The Grimm was a savage being, even after losing its other head it continued to fight on mercilessly, however its lost of its head was the weakness that would lead to its downfall, that's how she saw it. It was strong, Dyamond thought that over in her mind multiple times within this fight, but without its trump card, or without its yang the beast only seemed to be nothing more than injured wreck, which was quite ironic considering what each side she depicted them as represented. Bending down Dyamond picked up the fractured Grimm fang, maybe she was giving to much credit to the beings of fear, or maybe she was just thinking of something else all together, slinging back once again the Grimm charged at Dyamond in its common pattern, partially shattered mouth opened and hoping to finish this once and for all, calmly Dyamond took the Grimm's fang and her bow and used the two together like she would an arrow, the strength of it being what she needed, lining it up she stood in front of its whites scaled face as it rushed towards her, for a second she felt like she couldn't move, like she had let go of the string but it still laid between her fingers, flinching almost but worse than that, but when the beast came close enough to her the fang flew freely from her grasp, going straight down into the Grimm's mouth, to throat and coming through the other side.

Nothing had changed at first, until the beast's power faded right before Dyamond like a house that's electrical power was just cut, it slid onto the grass, smoke pouring rapidly from the hole made in its neck. Breathing heavily its body seemed to constantly pump as it disintegrated into smoke. Dyamond walked over to the white head, it was in pain, but... did fear know what pain was? She kneeled down in front of its eyes, it was still struggling to breath, carefully placing her hand on the top of its nose she pet it, each run up and down of its scaled body sending shivers running through her arm and eventually body. Getting back up she took a arrow from her quiver, loaded it into her bow, pulled back the string and aimed it deep into the eyes she had stared into, all she saw was her reflection, and then with a quick motion she left go and the body turned into smoke was gone back into the air like dust.

Fixing herself to her former condition Dyamond prepared to head back out, placing her bow back on her back and re-adjusting her quiver as well, boots were fine and clothes weren't looking to shabby. Kicking the boots back on the ground she ran back into the direction she was heading, a bit sharper and bit tired but this time she didn't miss.