Chapter 47

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~Earlier in the Afternoon~

Hestia's excitement was palpable as she looked around the vibrant streets of Vale in the world of Remnant. Her azure eyes sparkled with childlike wonder, her presence radiating a mix of innocence and charm. Her white dress flowed gracefully as she skipped alongside her fellow deities, Loki and Hephaestus.

On the other hand, Loki strolled with a mischievous grin, taking in the sights of this unfamiliar realm. Her emerald eyes glinted with curiosity as she observed the people bustling about. Dressed in her signature green attire, she exuded an aura of enigma, her alluring and mysterious presence.

Hephaestus walked more contemplatively, her analytical gaze scanning the technological marvels of Remnant. Her hands, calloused from a lifetime of forging, twitched with the urge to examine and understand the intricate machinery that powered this world. Her practical attire, a reflection of her utilitarian nature, set her apart from her companions.

As the trio made their way through the bustling streets, the people of Remnant couldn't help but turn their heads, sensing the extraordinary aura surrounding the three deities.

Hestia's eyes widened as she spotted a bakery, the sweet aroma of freshly baked goods wafting through the air. With an excited squeal, she tugged at Loki's arm. "Loki, look! Pastries! Let's try some."

Loki chuckled. "Sure, why not? Let's see if they match up to the food of Orario."

Hestia remembered. "Right, you haven't eaten food prepared by Jaune. I doubt these would be anything close to what he makes. I want to try some pastries, but he is busy now. So, this is the best I can do."

Hephaestus is leaning against a lamppost, her attention caught by a nearby workshop. Through the windows, she could see intricate designs and complex machinery. Her eyes lit up with fascination, and she nudged Loki. "I'm going to have a look at that workshop. Don't cause too much trouble without me."

Loki winked. "No promises."

As Hestia indulged in a delightful array of pastries and Loki conjured Lien out of thin air, which is a simple illusion as she took it from her [Bag of Holding] that Jaune gave her and the others to pay for them, the two couldn't help but enjoy the simple pleasures of Remnant.

Later, the trio reconvened at a park, sharing their respective experiences. Hestia's infectious laughter filled the air as she recounted her accidental encounter with a squirrel, which led to a brief, hilarious chase. Loki's eyes glinted with amusement as she narrated how she had convinced a group of teenagers that she was the inspiration behind one of their fictional trickster characters.

Hephaestus seemed the most content, her fingers stained with grease from the machinery she'd been inspecting. "This world has a unique blend of technology and nature," she mused. "It's fascinating to see how their advancements have shaped their lives."

As the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden hue over the city, the three deities realized it was time to head back to the Arc Mansion, which, upon their return, was filled with silence, except for one room. There was even an intoxicating musk around one room.

~Present time – Dreamscape – Eldoria~

In the heart of the demon stronghold, RWBY, Pyrrha, Nora, and Ren unleashed their magical prowess with unparalleled intensity. The very air crackled with energy as their combined strength bore down upon the demonic forces, a symphony of power and determination.

Ruby's silver eyes blazed as she channeled her magic through her scythe, sending waves of kinetic force rippling through the demon ranks. With each swing, her strikes were precise, leaving trails of sparks and petals in their wake, not yet knowing the specialness of her eyes.

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