Cutting the Strings

This is a battle

Hello again and welcome back to, "Cutting The String". When we last left, there was a battle on both sides so both Team RWBY and the Chosen Undead have a fight on their hands so let's get going. Oh and thanks to DovahkiinSamuel who's been  helping me with editing.

Dovah: Dawwwww, came here to edit and saw the shoutout. I won't f you over in monopoly next time.
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***Continuing with the Undead***

The Chosen Undead was locked in combat with this unknown beast from the abyss, surrounded by hands made of shadow. He was ready and initiated with a charge.

Running forward, sword drawn, he rolled out of way of the first hand that tried to grab him, then with a quick spin, he turned around and jumped. With sword overhead, he slashed down on the hand, chopping it off and watching as it faded to nothing. The monster let out a roar of pain.

"HA! Is that all you have beast?! I expecting a challenge because you have-"

Before he could finish, the arm began to regenerate the lost hand.

"Now that's just unfair." He thought, but that ceased due to all the other hands rushing him down at once. Quickly pulling the Ivory Talisman out, he unleashed the Wrath of the Gods, pushing all the hands back and even destroying one of the hands.

The Chosen Undead wasn't done yet. He raised his hand high, summoning a Great Lightning Spear and throwing it with ferocity at a nearby hand, blowing it off completely.

He turned just in time to see a hand attempting to smash down right on top of him. He rolled out of the way just to be grabbed by another hand, which started crushing him.

Raising the Chaos Blade up, he stabbed down on the hand in rapid succession.

"Let go of me you monster!" He yelled, but his attack wasn't working. He pulled the talisman out and unleashed FORCE to blow the hand away, landing on the ground and taking a stance. He held his ground, slashing and stabbing anything coming close, but any damage he dealt just healed.

"IS THERE ANYTHING WORSE THAN THIS MOMENT RIGHT NOW?!" He yelled in frustration.
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Team RWBY

"IS THERE ANYTHING WORSE THAN THIS MOMENT RIGHT NOW?!" Yang shouted, shooting a Greathoof* to no avail.

"Why are so many Grimm attacking  at once?!" Weiss shouted, making a large ice wall to block a pack of Beowolves, "I am beginning to running out of ice Dust!".

Ruby sped through a group Beowolves, ripping them sherds but stopped when hitting the head of a Greathoof, trying to slash right through one of its horns. The horn was too thick and Ruby's scythe got hooked and stuck. The Greathoof took offense to this and began to shake around violently and swing Ruby around.

"AAAAAHHHHHHH! Someone help meeeeee!" Ruby yelled in a panic,
trying to free Crescent Roses from this wild beast.

Blake flipped on to the back of the Greathoof, stabbing it in the back of the unarmored head, going completely though and killing it, the body faded away. Now, with Crescent Rose freed, both landed on the ground below.

"Thanks, Blake! I was getting sick spinning like that." She said, using her scythe for support. "Never looking at carnival rides the same again..." She muttered to herself.

"No problem, but we need to retreat and regroup! I saw a flock of Nevermores coming around the mountain!"

"Oh, come on!" Ruby yelled. Taking a deep breath and regaining her thoughts, Ruby looked to the mountains, seeing more Grimm coming down.