RWBY Blake Belladonna x Male Branwen reader

Chapter 10

Y/N P.O.V.

"This is the part where you lose."

"Over my dead-!"

Cardin Winchester quickly throws a knee into Jaune's stomach, sending him sprawling to the ground. He lifts his mace once more, clearly intent on sending Jaune to the hospital.

 "Cardin, that's enough!"

""Students, as you can see, Mr. Arc's Aura has now dropped into the red. In a tournament-styled duel, this would indicate that Jaune is no longer fit for battle, and that the official may call the match."

Glynda walks forward, displaying Cardin's and Jaune's aura levels.

"Mr. Arc, it's been weeks now. Please try to refer to your Scroll during combat. Gauging your Aura will help you decide when it's appropriate to attack, or when it is better to move to a more... defensive strategy. We wouldn't want you to be gobbled up by a Beowolf, now would we?"

"Speak for yourself..." Cardin just can't seem to go five minutes without being an asshole.

"Cardin, why don't you shut your mouth, before I shut it for you," I almost snarl at him.

Cardin gives me a sneer. "What, you think you could take me?"

I scoff, fed up with his attitude. "I could destroy your entire team with one hand tied behind my back wielding nothing but a butter knife."

"Care to put that theory to the test?"

Glynda cuts in. "Enough, both of you. Save it for next class period." She then addresses the rest of the class.  "Remember, everyone, the Vytal Festival is only a few months away! It won't be long before students from the other kingdoms start arriving in Vale, so keep practicing. Those who choose to compete in the combat tournament will be representing all of Vale!"

"God help us if CRDL enters," I mutter under my breath.

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 "So! There we were, in the middle of the night..."

Nora was in the middle of telling us a story at lunch, much to Ren's chagrin.

 "It was day."

"We were surrounded by Ursai..."

Ren was holding a cup of coffee, clearly exhausted from the antics of his partner.  "They were Beowolves."

 "Dozens of them!"

"Two of 'em."

 "But they were no match... And in the end, Ren and I took them down and made a boatload of Lien selling Ursa skin rugs!"

Ren lets out a sigh. "She's been having this recurring dream for nearly a month now."

Leaning over to him, I whisper, "How do you work with her?" He mutters back, "You get used to it."

"I don't want to know how long that takes."

Pyrrha turns to face the leader of Team JNPR.  "Jaune? Are you okay?"

Jaune snaps out of a small daze. "Huh? Oh, yeah! Why?"

"It's just that you seem a little... not okay," Ruby says, concerned.

 "Guys, I'm fine. Seriously! Look!" He gives us all a thumbs up in a futile attempt to reassure us all.

"Jaune, Cardin's been picking on you since the first week of school!"