𝗪𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗧𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗿 [ʀᴡʙʏ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ]

Chapter 46

Weiss raised her hand, her glyphs flaring to life as she summoned her Arma Gigas. The massive, armored knight materialized in a flash of light, its sword gleaming in the firelight as it stood tall and imposing. The camp fell silent for a moment, the tribe members staring up at the Arma Gigas with a mix of shock and fear.

I grinned, my claws flexing as I stepped forward. "Now that's what I call an entrance."

Weiss shot me a look, her lips twitching into a small smile.

"Klaus? Weiss?" Yang said, her voice sharp with disbelief. "What are you doing here?!"

I grinned, my tone light but with a hint of seriousness underneath. "Nice to see you too, Yang."

but a lightning bolt appears, summoned by Vernal, stopping the fight before it starts.

Vernal: (echoing) Enough!

Raven: (to Vernal) Thank you. (to everyone else) If you people don't keep it together this place will be crawling with Grimm. (to Vernal) Give the girl her weapon back.

Vernal looks surprised at the command, then tosses Myrtenaster to Weiss.

Raven: You three. In my tent. Now.

Yang: Why?

Raven: If you're really going after your sister, then you need to know the truth.

Raven enters her tent and the bandits go back to their own businesses. Weiss places her hand on her chest in relief.

Yang: Sorry about--

Suddenly, Weiss drops Myrtenaster and strongly hugs Yang.

Weiss: I missed you so much.

Yang: I've missed you, too.

Yang puts her hand on the back of Weiss' head and hugs back as her summon disappearsWeiss pulled back slightly, her eyes shimmering with emotion.

Weiss: "You have no idea how much I've worried about you. When I heard you'd left for Anima, I..."

Her words faltered as she glanced down, her grip tightening on Yang's arms.

Yang: "Hey... I'm okay. Really. You don't have to—"

Before she could finish, I joined in, wrapping an arm around both of them and pulling them into a firm, protective embrace.

Klaus: "Alright, enough of the heavy stuff. We're all here, we're all alive, and we've got each other's backs now. That's what matters."

Weiss sniffled but managed a small smile, leaning into the hug.

Weiss: "I guess even you have your moments, Klaus."

Klaus: "I'll take that as a compliment. And don't get too used to it."

Yang let out a short laugh, her voice tinged with relief.

Yang: "Okay, okay, this is getting a little too sentimental for me. But seriously, it's... good to have you guys here."

The three of us lingered in the embrace for a moment longer before finally stepping back. Weiss straightened her posture, brushing at her dress as if to collect herself.

Weiss: "Let's not keep her waiting. Raven's tent, right?"

Yang: "Yeah. Just... be ready. She's not exactly the warm and fuzzy type."

As we entered Raven's tent, the atmosphere shifted immediately. The air inside was heavy, the dim light of a lantern casting long shadows against the walls. At the center of the room, a table sat surrounded by chairs, its surface adorned with a delicate blue chinaware tea set.