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"Alright, in three!" Geoff announced, and Yang cracked her knuckles as Nero pointed his spear towards her and crouched behind his shield.

"Two!"

Both fighters tensed.

"One! FIGHT!"

Yang let off two rounds from her gauntlets and they crashed into Nero's shield. He didn't move an inch, and she decided to step it up a notch. She let off a stream of rounds, but he was still crouched behind that shield.

"Alright, let's try this, then."

She ran towards him, and when she got close enough he thrusted his spear forward. She dodged to his right, and she landed a hard punch to his shield before hopping back.

'Harder than it looks,' She shook her hand, 'Guess 'hit it really hard' is off the idea list.'

She began circling her opponent, and he followed her every moment with his shield.

"It seems like we've got something of a stalemate, folks," The voice of Geoff came over the loudspeakers, "Unstoppable force has met immovable object, and it turns out the result is boring, folks!"

Yang cupped her hands around her mouth, "Hey, quit hiding like a huge wuss and- WHOA!"

He dodged the spear that was thrown at her, and the she smiled as she sprinted towards Nero.

'Show time! All he has is that-'

When she got close to him she grabbed the top of his shield and vaulted over-

"OOF!"

-and was sent flying by a shortsword to the stomach. She managed to right herself and land on her feet. She saw Nero's sword extend into another spear, and she growled as she charged again.

"This isn't good," Weiss looked to the others, "If that shield can take Yang's hits…"

"I wouldn't count her out yet," Ruby crossed her arms, "I have a feeling she's getting frustrated."

"And when she gets frustrated..." Blake nodded.

"STOP!"

Wham!

"HIDING!"

Wham!

"AND!"

Wham!

"FIGHT ME!" Yang shouted as she slammed her fists into Nero's shield, but she was knocked away again.

"Well ladies and gentlemen, it appears unstoppable force has met immovable object," Geoff sighed, "As it turns out, the reaction is super boring."

Yang's eyes turned red, "THAT'S IT!" She slammed her fists together, and she launched herself forward. Her fist slammed into the shield, and Nero was forced back. Another hit, another step backwards, and she kept up the barrage until Nero's back was against the fence and he was using both hand to keep his shield up. With one final shout, Yang punched him through the fence, and he tumbled down to the floor around the arena. A buzzer sounded.

"Round over! Ring out by Yang Xiao Long!" Geoff shouted, and the sound of a cheering crowd played, "Hit the showers, Caesarus! Xiao Long, pick your prize!"

She hopped down through the hole as Nero limped off. A shadow passed overhead and she saw Geoff hovering above her, a square of chain link fence in his hand.

"What the-?" Yang looked towards the big screen, which showed a vacant desk. She looked back towards the now fixed hole before looking back to the screen where Geoff was dusting himself off.

"…have interns for this."

Yang shook her head before heading up to the third level of lockers and picking the closest one.

"Alright, this better be worth it."

She opened the locker, and she slowly pulled out the bottle of water.

"…ARE YOU FU-"

"While Ms. Xiao Long enjoys a refreshing beverage, let's take a moment to thank one of our sponsors." The name of a website appeared at the bottom of Geoff's screen, "Have plenty of raw Dust on your hands because getting it refined costs too much? Visit ccts-dot-LeftInTheDust-dot-com to get it done dirt cheap!"

Yang sighed as she entered their room, a crushed water bottle in her hand, "Well, at least I don't have to go through that again."
"Not to mention that we're still in the tournament." Blake checked the clip for Gambol Shroud.

Ruby shushed them, "The next round is starting!"

"Alright, next up we have… Team CRDL versus… the Achievement Hunters!"

The girls heard cheering from the room next to theirs.

"From CRDL it's…" Bing! "Cardin Winchester! From the Achievement Hunters…" Bing! "Michael 'Mogar' Jones!"

The cheering increased.

"Alright, fighters to the ring!"

The screen cut to the arena, where Cardin walked in. He looked around before pointing his mace towards the lockers.

"I think I'll go with that one."

Michael then entered, and Weiss slapped a hand to her face.

"Oh come on! He looks ridiculous!"

The others couldn't really disagree. He wore a pair of yellow shorts kept up by a belt, what looked like part of a bear pelt over his head and shoulders, a blue backpack, as well as glasses and a silver pendant. His weapon was a simple blue sword that glittered in the light.

"HA! This is gonna be easy." Cardin rested his mace against his shoulder.

"Oh I'm going to shove that thing right up your ass you little-"

"Alright, alright! Save it for afterwards! Okay, contestants ready? In three, two, one, FIGHT!"

Cardin slammed his mace into the ground, and a trail of explosions raced towards Michael. He dodged out of the way before pulling a glowing bow out from… somewhere and loosing a few flaming arrows. One struck Cardin right in the chest, and he was sent flying back. He managed to land on his feet, and he slammed his mace into the ground again, a single explosion knocking the next arrows away. The two rushed each other, and they wound up getting into a lock, Michael's sword straining against the shaft of Cardin's mace. After a few seconds Michael kicked Cardin right between the legs and he fell to his knees. Michael swung down, but Cardin rolled out of the way and swept Michael's leg out from under him.

"Take this!"

Cardin tried to bring his mace down on Michael, but he rolled out of the way before standing.

"Real original, asshole!"

With a yell, the two charged towards each other-

Shink!

A rose landed between them, stem piercing into the ground..

The girls stared in confusion as the screen went dark except for the screen that displayed Geoff's face. Suddenly, a spotlight appeared over Geoff's face before moving upward to reveal a caped figure. The black cape fluttered over the person, obscuring all but a top hat. The cape flew open, revealing a man in a tuxedo and white mask holding out a rose.

"Tuxedo Mask has returned!"

"What the hell, Ray!?" Michael shouted.

"What?" 'Ray' dropped his pose.

"Why did you turn off the lights!?"

"I'm making a dramatic entrance!"

Ray then began to dodge several flaming arrows, various panicked noises and swears leaving him before he finally fell back behind the screen and the lights came back on.

"…Are we not going to acknowledge that it's daytime and everything went dark?" Blake interrupted the silence, but no one answered.

"Alright, now to-" Michael looked back to Cardin only to dodge a swing, "Fuckface!"

"You know, I've been meaning to ask, but are you supposed to be some wannabe faunus?" Cardin started circling Michael, the 'bear' doing the same, "Or what, your mommy never teach that you're not supposed to wear costumes past Halloween?"

"Least my mom doesn't spend all day on her knees with old men fucking her mouth." Michael shot back, and Cardin looked furious before putting on his usual arrogant smirk.

"Yeah, but your girlfriend does."

Geoff shot ramrod straight, and Michael's frown grew, "What the fuck did you say?"

"What, you-"

"What. The fuck. Did you just say?" Michael growled and Geoff began mashing a button off-screen as Michael started to transform. The pelt he was wearing seemed to grow and stretch, and soon Cardin was practically face to face with a massive bear.

No one decided to question where his glasses went or how his pants and backpack stayed on.

Cardin gulped and tried to swing at Michael only for the bear to almost casually swat the mace out of Cardin's hands without facing away from him. Yang wisely stepped forward and shut off the screen as Michael rushed Cardin who gave a less then manly scream.

"Geez, you think the whole team's like that?" Yang looked to who her teammate who turned to the door leading to the Achievement Hunters' room.

"Good god, Michael's really tearing him a new arsehole." A man in an almost neon green camouflage bodysuit watched Michael thrash Cardin around in his mouth.

"Yeah, but hey: maybe all the rounds'll be this easy." A slightly heavy man in a BMX helmet and outfit nodded to the camouflaged man.

"I hope not." The strangest member of the team stepped forward, a crown on his head and dressed in a kilt and tuxedo as he rested a shovel across his shoulder, "I want to have some fun with the competition..."

"…"

"…"

"…God damn Ryan." Jack stared at Ryan, who blinked in surprise.

"What?"

"Ryan, you are the only man I know who can make the most innocuous things sound, like, the most sinister things ever." Gavin added.

"Hey." Ryan pointed at the green man, "It's an art form."