Disclaimer: All RWBY characters belong to Rooster Teeth and VIZ Media except for a few OCs which belong to AllenWolf and DemonKingIblis. All art and music belong to their respective owners. Some mature themes and language is in this story.
In the wo...
Wind howls through broken towers, carrying salt and silence through the ruins of an ancient eastern castle—its curved rooftops shattered, its walls split open by time and war.
For a moment... There is nothing. Then—
A growl.
Heavy. Animalistic.
From the shadows of the ruined courtyard, glowing red eyes flicker to life.
An Ursa steps forward, massive and imposing, bone mask gleaming faintly in the moonlight of the overcast sky. Its claws scrape against stone as it lowers its body, preparing to strike.
Another growl answers it.
And another.
They're not alone.
A soft tap echoes behind them.Boots against stone. The Ursas turn. And she's already there.
Drayda stands at the edge of the courtyard, framed by the open sky and the distant ocean behind her. Blue fabric shifts in the wind, gold accents catching faint light.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
Her expression doesn't change.
Calm.
Focused.
Unshaken.
In her hand:
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
The Ursa charge.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
