It was truly a bizarre experience, to say the least. One moment, Janna was raising her shield in front of herself, but the very next moment she was inside the mouth of an angry, hungry grimm, it's teeth uncomfortably close to her. Wincing at the force exerted on her body and glancing back, the shield maiden saw that she was no quickly accelerating in the direction of the cavern wall. Shit.

Seconds later, however, she was free from the thing's grasp as Brock hit it in the throat! Yay! And so, she was thrown into the wall with force. Less yay. Janna grunted, letting go of justice and sliding down the wall, opening her eyes up to see a snake snout much too close for comfort. The shield maiden blinked. Then proceeded to violently beat the crap out of it's face with her D's.

An airship flew over the city of Vale, a purple crown logo painted on its side. The airship was the size of those which brought students to Beacon at the start of each year, but this one was slightly different. Different in the fact that it was privately owned, and, rather than carrying a large group of eager now hunters and huntresses, it carried but a single one. Well, him plus his entourage.

There were people there to make sure he looked impeccable, people to carry his belongings, people to operate the vehicle, people to act as his personal guards. Not that he needed any of it, or anything. The whole thing was merely formality that a person of his high class had to deal with. Nothing more.

The vehicle docked gracefully next to the courtyard, people glancing at it with confusion. The rest of the students had arrived earlier, after all. They were even more confused when the doors opened and a stream of obvious adults poured out, carrying and pulling all kinds of luggage. Ammunition, clothes, dust, spare parts, various cosmetics and books. And, out after all of them came the "man" himself.

Reginald fucking Royale.

He was dressed in his usual regal garb, cape flowing behind him as he strutted down the ramp, a young woman quickly stepping out from the airship and taking hold of the end of the cape to keep it from dragging on the ground. Reggie raised his hand towards her to indicate that there was no need, then turned to the workers carrying his bags.

"Chop, chop, people! I don't pay you to lazy about and waste my time! Get the bags to wherever my dorm shall be and get back immediately so father doesn't need to wait on the ship!" He called out to them in a commanding tone, clearly not bothered by any potential onlookers. For all he cared, they were unimportant. He was important. They were peasants.

He nodded to the woman behind him, and began to move through the courtyard, head held high and exerting confidence with every motion like the pompous prick he was. There's a new king in town, Beacon. And you better be ready.

Razz saw his opponent reach for one of the charms, and expected another set of clones to appear. To his surprise, instead of clones he got a facefull of heat and flame.  Razz took a step back, shielding his face with one hand, Rozhe held in the other. He wasn't able to bring his weapon up in time as his opponent struck, and his hand was knocked downwards.

Razzy's response, however, was almost reflexive. As his arm moved out of the way, he moved his other one for a stab at his opponent's midsection.

(8% depletion)

(Aura at 32%)

Edited. Added a bit of stuff to appearance.

Razz was thrust into, not having dodged or blocked the attack at all. At this point, he went for a full offensive. The pink-clad boy retaliated with a wide swing, but, rather than going for a single strike, he spun his body around twice. The first attack was a slash directed at his opponent's chest, and the second strike was a leg sweep.

(Slash is 6% depletion, leg sweep is 2% with knockdown.)

(Aura at 50%)

Razz was almost a bit surprised to see his opponent jump into the water like that. Razz set himself up in a defensive position on the side of the lake, and was able to deflect the attack from the blade with his own, the water splashing on his face.

The kick, however, came as a slight surprise, and hit the boy square in the chest. He stumbled back slightly, wincing, but soon returned to a cheerful smile. His opponent was still full of fighting spirit! Awesome!

The pink-clad boy used his stumble to pose himself in a crouch, then sprung forward, weapon held back, slashing at the last moment.

(6% depletion)

(Aura at 55%)

I'm okay with either for Razz.