From Another World (PowerfulM!Reader x RWBY)

Chapter 40: The Smell of Freedom

This was it. The final two.

The others had fallen, and now all who remained were the two of them.

There was a dead silence as the two of them glared at each other. The scorching heat made them sweat profusely, the coarse dry wind hurt their skin, the exhaustion from the fight before made it difficult to stand, but the two of them never broke eye contact with the other.

Eli was the first to speak.

Eli: Hey, Blondie...

Eli's opponent didn't appear to react, but Eli continued.

Eli: ...you know what you are?...

Eli's hand hovered a mere inch from his revolver, but still, still no reaction, his hand resting on his belt.

Eli: A dirty son of a bitch!!

Eli quickly drew his revolver, years of fighting and training, displaying itself. In less than a second Eli had drawn his gun and aimed the barrel at his opponent.

Eli mentally smirked at himself when he noticed that his opponent still hadn't moved his hand. Eli squeezed the trigger of his revolver, the barrel lined up with his head.

CLICK

Eli's face froze; he pulled the trigger several more times, each time, nothing.

Eli: W-what?...

Eli took a closer look at his revolver. His face paled at his discovery.

Eli's opponent casually raised his own revolver. The duel was over before it even began.

For the first time, the man spoke up, victory finally assured.

????: In this world there's two kinds of people, my friend...

He slowly and methodically pulled the hammer back on his revolver, the quiet *click* of the bullets coming into place rang loud and clear to Eli.

???: ...those with loaded guns and those wh-

Yang: WILL YOU JUST SHOOT HIM ALREADY!!!!!!

Yang's loud shout broke the two students out of their concentration and back to reality. A sudden realization hit the two of them when they realized they were in a very packed arena.

Yang: COME ON ALREADY!!! ITS HOT!!!!

One of the special features of Amity Colosseum was its ability to configure the very arena into different environments. The simulated environments that were possible ranged from a city block, to a mountain range, or in this case, an arid desert.

The heat and dry wind, while just a simulation of the current layout of the arena, were still very real. Because of this, much of the audience were sweating just as much as the two students in the arena itself.

Oobleck: Emm.... yes.

Over the Colosseum loudspeaker, Oobleck tried to hurry things along.

Oobleck: It would be greatly appreciated if you could expedite the conclusion of this match. Mr.... uh.... What was your name?

???: I'm the man with no-

Oobleck: Oh! Here it is! Chester!

Chester went silent as Oobleck shouted his name over the loudspeaker for everyone in all of Remnant could hear.

Eli: Wait, your name is Chester!? Pff HA-

BANG

Chester's revolver went off and the bullet landed right in between Eli's eyes, the impact sending him flat onto his back.