[center][h3][color=gold]Rood von Rah[/color][/h3][/center]

Watching Rowan drop down, the blonde egyptian got into a crouch. In truth, it really didn't take up a lot of Aura to use his semblance. It was more like having to put a certain amount of effort, like pushing yourself up, and from then on it was a matter of how long you held it. Using his semblance like that had made it necessary to leap so high in the first place so he could build it for as long as he had. Rood watched as Rowan went to town, smiling and resting a cheek on a golden gauntlet as he stayed in the air, the crackling energy on the bottom of his feet holding him up in midair. He noticed that Rowan had started taking off after the last beowolf. Well, that wouldn't do. Standing up and brushing his thighs off, he resigned himself to catching the twerp.

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From up on the cliff, Ozpin watched the video monitors through a scroll-pad beside Glynda as she sat on the cliffs edge. The breeze blew through both their very different shades of pale hair as they watched. Glynda gave a sidelong glance at her professor, blushed, and decided to keep her head back where it were. No one really knew how old Ozpin was, but honestly she always did care for the man she served so diligently.

"Glynda,"

The sound of Ozpin's voice made the blonde witch jump and look at him, waiting for him to continue. When she looked at him, he had put the large scroll down to look over the trees.

"You ... had remembered to call Ironwood and take care of the issue this time around, yes?"

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[center][h3][color=gold]Rood von Rah[/color][/h3][/center]

Rood ran through the air above Rowan as he chased after the beowolf, scowling a little. He looked down at Rowan, getting rather tired of this chase.

[color=gold]"Hey, Shrimp, stop wasting time. We're here to get those relic or whatever he called them. Let's go!"[/color] 

At that moment, he looked to the east. There, he could see a clearing with a meadow containing miscellaneous objects on pedastels. What they were though, he couldn't say. He stopped, hovering in the air as he looked over. 

[color=gold]"Small Fry, I think I see the relics! ... HEY!"[/color]

Rood's eyebrows furrowed as he barked after the running Rowan and sighed, folding his arms as he went to look back at the relic station. However, as he turned his head, a dark figure caught his eye, causing him to stop and stare at it.

There, in the distance, a small, humanoid dark figure with red flecks like embers coming off of it. It was far away though, making its appearance shaky and almost shadowy. Rood paused to rub his eyes and look back at where he saw the figure, but it was gone.

...

The hairs on the back of Rood's neck raised and he dropped down to the ground.

[color=gold]"Uh... Rowan! Come on... Let's... go this way."[/color]

The uneasy tone in Rood's voice was painfully obvious as he strode toward the direction of where he'd seen the relics through the trees. What had that thing he'd seen been? Just remembering it made the hairs on his arm stand on end. 
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