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"What, that was it?" Thaddeus said.

Thaddeus squatted over the corpse of a dead beowulf. It'd ambushed him just a few seconds earlier, which was odd considering it'd been alone. Thaddeus had first been alerted to its presence by its howl, somewhere in the distance. However, it'd come from somewhere nearer than he'd expected. When it'd exited the bush to Thaddeus's right, he hadn't been expecting it. Maybe it'd just been closer than he'd realised, or maybe...

Thaddeus poked at the corpse a little, but it disappeared into ash. It honestly hadn't put up much of a fight. After the initial moment of surprise, Thaddeus dealt with it quickly, kicking it with his left leg before following up with a lethal swing. It'd been quite ferocious, despite its lack of substance.

"Maybe it was hungry, or something." Thaddeus said, rising to his feet.

It was quite thin, after all, so it was plausible that it was simply hungry. Desperate even. Or maybe he'd intruded on its territory.

Wolves do that, right? Thaddeus thought as he sheathed his sword and walked on. That howl though...

Thaddeus was sure that the howl had come from somewhere else. Somewhere slightly farther away. And he was also quite sure that beowulfs always travelled in packs, yet there weren't anymore to be seen.

After walking only a few short steps, Thaddeus suddenly heard a blast noise somewhere nearby. Thaddeus's hand snapped up to his blade as he prepared for battle. He briskly strode forward towards the source of the noise. As he emerged from the shrubbery to find it, however, he stopped and stared at the very interesting sight. There was a human there, hanging on to the back of the beowulf, apparently attempting to choke it to death.

"Oh, there's another one." Thaddeus said.

Thaddeus was actually pretty far away from them, and he wasn't sure if he should help out or not. Far as he was, however, the person had apparently noticed him.

"Lovely way to start the day, ain't it?" The guy called.

"Yeah, I guess. Could certainly be better, though." Thaddeus called back.

The guy didn't have time to reply to his reply, however, as the beowulf shook him off. The guy's gun clattered onto the floor, taking Thaddeus's attention for a second.

So that gunshot was him. Thaddeus thought.

The wolf bit into the guy's elbow, making Thaddeus's attention snap back to the fight at hand. Thaddeus began slowly drawing his sword, in case he needed to interfere. However, it didn't look like it. The guy let out a flurry of punches. Pinned as he was, he was whittling his opponent down. Thaddeus drew his sword but stayed where he was.

If he's a hunter like me, he should be able to do this easily enough. Thaddeus thought.

While the damage the pinned guy was dealing was relatively minimal, the beowulf couldn't damage the guy either. It looked like the guy had been thrashed about quite a bit, but he didn't seem to notice any of it. Neither the damage he'd apparently sustained before nor the fangs in his elbow now.

Very resilient. Thaddeus obeserved.

The guy attacked the beowulf wildly, swinging his fist again and again. Thaddeus couldn't help but notice how simplistic it was, considering his own upbringing being steeped in combat training. It was very simple as far as combat styles go, and then there was the swearing.

Lost of wasted movements and all that jack. But it's pretty effective. Thaddeus thought, stabbing his sword into the ground. He swears a whole lot, though. Guess he fights however he feels like?

Thaddeus laughed a little bit, because the guy's fighting style was pretty similar to his own. Whatever works, as long as they go down in the end. Speaking of which, the fight was over. The beowulf fell, unconscious. Thaddeus couldn't help but clap as the beast fell, though it was more instinctive than anything.

"I gotta say, you're one hell of a fighter." Thaddeus said, picking up his sword.

He walked over as the dude shot some questions at him, which he sort of didn't know how to answer. He wasn't listening either, after all, but he had information. There were a few things his family had told him that he did remember; the important things.

"I wasn't actually listening to Ozpin either, but I know a couple of things." Thaddeus said, walking up to where the beowulf lay.

Thaddeus stabbed down, spearing the head of the unconscious beowulf. Its body twitched a little as his sword hit the ground.

"I heard that we're supposed to pair up with the first person we see." Thaddeus said, extracting his sword. "Sometimes that pairs you up with someone you hate, but..."

Thaddeus walked up to where the guy lay and extended his left hand.

"I think we're gonna get along well." He said, sheathing his sword with his right hand. "What's your name, partner?"

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