Remnant's Tactician

Chapter 8: The Brand and The Relic

*No POV*

Back at the top of the hill, Ozpin stood at the edge whilst looking down on his Scroll. Glynda approached him with her Scroll on a live feed of the students within the forest.

"It appears our last pair has been formed, sir. Nora Valkyrie and Lie Ren." Glynda reported, tapping on one of the feeds. "Poor boy. I couldn't possibly imagine those two getting along. Still," She switched to another feed showing Jaune and Pyrrha. "He's probably better off than Miss Nikos."

"Hmm..." Ozpin hummed, keeping his eyes on his Scroll.

"I don't care what his transcript say. That Jaune fellow is not ready for this level of combat. I guess we'll find out." She sighed before she noticed one feed. "Unfortunately, that would mean that Robin will have to find the forest temple alone. Speaking of which, what did you use as Relics this year? And what is this hidden Relic suppose to be?"

Glynda looked to Ozpin. He didn't turn back as he was still looking at his Scroll.

"Professor Ozpin?"

"Hmm..." He hummed once more. On his Scroll was the feed on Ruby and Weiss, the scythe-wielder sitting crosslegged while the heiress was walking back and forth, clearly not having a clue of where they are. He then swap the feed to Robin, who was making her way through the forest. Instead of keeping his eyes on Robin, he was watching the background.
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*Robin's POV*

Using the charred bush I hit with Levin, I was able to know which direction I need to go. Still, not a single student has been seen and I think they're probably further ahead. Better hope I can find a partner before reaching the temple... Or maybe I'm the only one left.

'R...' A voice echoed.

"Huh?" I turned and only see the thicket of the forest. "Is anyone there?"

'...in.' The voice called out again.

"Whoever's there, come out now!" I yelled.

Silence. I kept my hand near Levin as I slowly walked north. Taking one more step, a sharp pain filled my head. I clutched my head and stumbled against a tree. The back of my hand suddenly started to sting as I looked down and notice the mark on it glowing.

'Uoy tcetorp Agan fo Kram eht tel.' The voice spoke once more.

The pain was slowly fading away as the mark on my hand dimmed. I also noticed a new mark forming on my other hand. What just happened? Who did that voice belong to, and what are these marks? My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the bushes rustle. Before I could do anything, something charged at me at full speed, making me instinctively jump aside. The thing bashed against the tree, toppling it over and landed whilst turning to find me.

"A Boarbatusk..." I muttered. This type of Grimm is known for its heavily armoured back and method of attacking. With me still recovering from earlier, my only choice is to run.

The Boarbatusk suddenly started to spin forward in place before launching itself towards me. I quickly rolled aside before making a run for it. I could hear the Grimm catching up from behind due to it rolling and increasing speed. One thing Peter mentioned about Boarbatusks is that they hardly give up on their target and will keep going until either one is dead.

I took out my Elwind Tome and launched myself up and onto a tree. The Boarbatusk rolled past me as I carefully make my way through the branches by jumping on each of them one by one. The Boarbatusk was no longer in the vicinity. But, that doesn't mean that it has given up on finding me. I'll just have to keep a high ground from it.
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