The next thing happened in a flash of light. Fenris was blasted halfway through the pillar by Jaune's sword. The blast launched him away and he landed on his feet with a minor skid.

Fenris, who was even more agitated and burned a bit harshly from that attack, removed herself from the dent and jumped from the smoke with a howl of adrenaline fueled excitement. "That's the fuckin spirit, Martyr! Time for you to die in style!" She roared before she stabbed herself with her blades, shocking her onlookers. She then muttered in that unkown language.

"Devour Heaven: Ragnorak!"

She was enveloped in a flash of red aura, surging and raging as it moved around and in her.

"My god." Ren muttered. Ren and some of the others could feel the malicious energy and it was so dense. Ren himself swore he could taste that. Salem and her grimm were growing pleased by this development. Emotions were only heightened when they witnessed the finished product.

When everything settled, Fenris was revealed in a new, more terrifying form. She was now clad in a low cut black bodysuit that covered everything except some of her chest, neck, and head. Her hands and toes bearing more powerful bone white claws, blades forming from the back of her forearms to a few inches away from her elbows. Her physical build was still sleek, but her musculature increased a little more. She had legs that were now like the hind legs of a wolf and so were her ears. She even grew a tail, a red line moving from the tip all the way to the neck of the bodysuit. As for her face, her eyes were now completely red and she now had red markings around her eyes that also went from the corners of her eyes to her jaw.

"Rrrrrr." She growled before she inhaled. "RRRRRRROOOOOOOOO!" Her howl alone shook the battlefield, launching debris all over from the powerful blast of sound.

'Watts... yeah, shut up for a minute, I need to grab some select test subjects... no, grimm this time... half of them strong and the other half weak... no, wait until I get home.' She psychically spoke while the other 50% of her attention was on the screen. The grimm had 100% of her attention on the screen, especially the beowulf.

Ozpin himself made mental note to up the expeditions into grimmlands and increase the progress of his work. He's gonna need Oobleck's special brew of coffee.

Qrow decided to up both of his niece's training and Raven decided to up her training regimen.

The students all said. "Oh my Oum."

"Glynda!" Jaune yelled. "Listen to me! Put up a barrier and no matter what happens, don't drop it!" He warned, his voice sounding double layered and warped.

"Juane, I can't-" Jaune didn't let her finish.

"No matter happens! Don't you dare drop your circle!" He snarled with fury.

Glynda complied as she held back a pained and angry sob, cursing her weakness. 'Forced to sit on the sidelines as my student fights for his life... why? WHY?!'

Ozpin and Qrow inwardly cringed at that, the painful feeling of uselessness being all too familiar to them.

"Such blurred lines between man and monster." Raven whispered. "From metaphor to literal meaning."

"The real question is, whom will win." Salem purred out, relishing in look of fear on the kids faces and this wonderous sight.

"Jaune will win." Pyrrha said resolutely. "Despite the odds, he'll pull through. We know it." Her faith soon crossed into everyone else, as they began to cheer on their friend/leader. Salem simply rolled her eyes.

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