The Nephilim of Remnant: (Remake of RWBY Harem x Male Sparda Reader)

Volume 2 Chapter 9: Descent into madness

Yang: Why's tha-?

She looks at Týra's hand, and sure enough, there was a small lock of her hair in her hand. RWBY sees this, and knew that that was a poor decision. Yang then closes her eyes, before opening them to red with pure rage.

Mimir: No offense, sister, but I think you just kicked the hornet's nest.

Týra: Exactly.

Yang: (angered) HOW DARE YOU!!!

Her hair then ignited and she charged straight towards her. She delivered a powerful punch, landing right into Týra's palm as she caught it. She then delivers devastating blows that Týra actually took. People were wondering if they should intervene, when as she's about to go for a last strike to drain her aura, Týra parried he strike with her shield at the perfect moment, leaving her dazed and canceled the semblance.

Ruby: Huh?!

Weiss: Impossible!

Vali: (sees what she's doing) Ooh. Clever.

Arcturus: Smart move indeed.

Yang's Thoughts: (shocked) What? How did she do that?

Týra: My turn.

She triggers her own rage semblance and strikes Yang a few times. Pyrrha throws her shield, but Týra anticipates this and and throws her axe, knocking it off balance, and then tosses Yang straight to her. She's caught off balance, especially when Týra stomps the ground, creating a shockwave that causes everyone to get out of balance.

At the end, both Yang and Pyrrha were left on the ground, auras depleted and Týra walking over to them. Her semblance is no longer active.

Týra: (to Yang) Are you cooled off now?

Yang: H-How did you do that?

Pyrrha: I've never seen you fight like that.

Týra: I studied your combat and saw some pointers. (To Pyrrha) Your skills are extraordinary and you've been trained well. But you focus your semblance more on defense and less on offense. If you seek to win on the tournament, don't solely rely on one form of combat. (turns to Yang) And your skill is strong, as well as your semblance. But you rely too much on it to win the battle. Your enemies can predict that one day, someone will break that and you'll be left exhausted and weak. Pick the right moment to use it, and you'll have a higher chance to win. And side note; control your temper. It can be your downfall if consumed by it. Especially for something as minor as your hair.

She offers them a hand to help, and Pyrrha takes it. Yang takes a moment to think, and soon accepts the hand.

Yang: I'll keep that in mind. Just... just don't touch my hair again.

Glynda: Well done, Ms. Jötum. And very helpful feedback. If you were participating in the tournament, I would have no doubts that you'd have no trouble in it.

Týra: Thank you, professor.

Glynda: (taps her scroll) Alright, now I know that's a tough act to follow, but we have time for one more sparring match. (Glynda looks around at the observing students) Any volunteers? (looks around for Y/N, but doesn't seem) It appears Mr. Rose isn't here, which is unsurely for him. Miss Belledonna? Why don't you -

Mercury: (raises hand) I'll do it.

Glynda: Mercury, is it? Very well, let's find you an opponent.

Mercury: (points to Dean) I wanna fight him.

Dean: (raises eyebrow) 

Glynda: I'm afraid Mr. Redgrave had a match not too long ago. I recommend you choose another partner.