White Whistle Of Remnant (RWBY x Made In Abyss)

Foreigners On The Beach

The Immovable assumed a posture and placed, one foot behind, before angling down and exploding off it, scattering sand and Earth beneath her, disorienting those caught in its range. With otherworldly quickness, the Immovable was now face to face with the foreigner, a fist mustered behind her, preparing to deliver a blow of one hundred and twenty thousand men, with a final gleeful look, she uttered.

"With pleasure, Clover."

Clover hardly had time to react with Kingfisher, only able to cover himself with the fishing rod. Though it seemed for nought, as the gauntlet buried itself into the shaft, it bent and flexed under pressure, the ground shifting as Ozen's feet planted and former drove further. The leader shot back against the tension, crashing into the bullhead in the background, reverberating a stupendous clatter, nearly breaking his aura.

"How peculiar...to use a fishing pole of all things to take such a blow and to live with the force I threw at you. This Atlas may be stronger than I expected." The voice echoed from the disc hat, regaining its posture as it spoke. The look of horror and dismay was evident across the rest of Ace Ops, the spectacle only more disorienting from the recovery of sandy backdraft.

"Clover!" The woman whose stature was greater than that of sovereign rung out. Only clarified through this moment of trauma, she bellowed-

"Marrow!.... Get some covering fire on this bitch! Harriet, Check on clover, then run guerilla tactics on her! Zeki with me!"

The shock abruptly shattered through the moment of clarity, the members shared a nod, through the means of completing their mission, with or without their leader at hand.

Marrow took a second to switch "Fetch" into its rifle form, applying pot shots to the sovereign. Steel made contact with fabric as bullets hit their mark. The former stammered as it made contact with a side of her arm and chest, faltering at the newfound technology.

"Projectiles? But it was some form of melee armament just a few seconds ago." Without any time to think, Elm was upon Ozen, aptly named weapon, "Timber", falling towards her. Uppercut met hammer as the strikes collided, equal height and strength, locked into a power struggle. Peppered by more bullets, Ozen's lowered stance gave way as the weapon overwhelmed her, slipping and ducking low left as the former met the ground, creating a similar effect to the battle's start. Rearing for a shot to the liver, Ozen had a clear view of her opponent, failing to take note of Zeki as he was aptly placed behind her, stopping her strike with his semblance.

Offset by the violent pull of a third variable, her vision faced the beach shore as she slid to her knee. An opening the Ace Op of equal height spotted, spinning her hammer in a upwards arc, the weapon connected as it proceeded, cracking through a sudden single-arm defence on the sovereign. Now soaring, Zeki tossed the formerly immovable towards their faunus ally, receiving a fittingly dubbed-

"Freeze." With his finger strained on the monochromatic figure, confidence resurged throughout the group.

"Still want that fight, Miss Immovable?" The faunus was proud of his work, having their opponent situated in the air in a tumbling pose, arms crossed to soften the fall. As the team slowly closed in on the threat, weapons drawn in case of resistance, to their perturbation, there was no begging or pleading. Yet instead, a sound of deviant confidence.

"Heeeeeeh.....heh...heh." A deep inhale exalted as the returning Clover and Harriet joined the frame. "Haaaaa.......

"I will admit, this is quite interesting. I've spent the last few years living in the abyss, and for the first time since I stepped out, I am met with those who can challenge me." Glances snuck amidst the Altas representatives, both between themselves, and the floating figure.