A New Hope Nier

Fighting the team from Mistral was not at all a real issue with how powerful my team was especially when Jeanne boosted Weiss's semblance to ridiculous levels... It turns out that like the 'enemies' she has slain and can be resummoned, she can also resummon at will whatever the enemies she has slain past weaponry as well.

So, when a ten-meter-tall giant made out of silver armor that was armed with rocket pods on its back, laser battery mini guns on its shoulders, a minigun on its right arm, and a flak canon for its left arm... Yeah, it was not much of a fight as even when that lion Faunus girl got bitchy about Pyrrha not taking her and her team seriously, Pyrrha only had to say if her whole team couldn't beat a summon, she has killed before solo then she had right to challenge her.

"Well, that was a bit of a stomp heh?!" Yang teased as we entered the stands for fighters, and everyone groaned at Yang's reference to the mech that Weiss summoned.

"It was indeed a rather lopsided match, but such battle tactics are unsustainable for long-term engagements on the field against Grimm due to the summoning that practically emptied Jeanne and my own aura." Weiss said downplaying her achievement, but she was all smiles as the other teams looked at the smaller white-haired princess with undisguised fear at the thought of fighting the summon that very kindly 'wiped' the floor with one of the better teams in the tournament.

"You know... I haven't seen those kinds of mechs before, are they some kind of new Atlas tech?" Blake asked looking up from her book to gaze at Weiss and at the Faunus's question Weiss shook her head.

Weiss glanced up at me and smiled as she took my arm and pressed herself against it as we took our seats next to each other. "No, it's not Atlas-made Blake," Weiss said shortly. Granted Weiss wasn't nearly as much of a Faunus hater as shown in canon, but she also wasn't on the same team as Blake, so she never connected with the black-haired cat girl. And with how she was literally Blake Belladonna the daughter to the previous head of the White Fang... Yeah, Weiss and Blake weren't friends by any measure of the word.

While our teams were just watching the next team battle go on, I felt something weird cross over me and it felt like a tiny thin silk was placed in front of my eyes which affected my vision. Honestly, I thought some kind of spider web flew into my face so I brushed my hand over my face that Weiss wasn't holding while also flaring a tiny amount of my aura to push off any debris that could be sticking me.

But the weird feeling didn't go away at all and if anything, it felt even stronger, so I frowned and moved my arm and took Jeanne's hand into my own making her blink in surprise. "Jeanne give me a boost with your semblance please," I asked and she did so without hesitation.

"You alright Jake?" She asked while her semblance boosted my Gap manipulation to the point that I could affect more esoteric things once my vision of reality and everything I could fuck with settled down. I saw a thin silk string connect to the back of my head that stretched across the colosseum and as my eyes focused, I saw covered in what looked to be a pillar of aura of my target who was seemingly focused on myself as well.

Emerald Sustrai, was a rather thin dark-skinned woman with green hair, and for whatever the hell reason she was still wearing her normal outfit, and her kusarigama mini scythe weapons with guns added to them were mounted on her hips.

But what more drew my attention besides Neopolitian who was beside Emerald was the mastermind of the events of the Fall of Beacon in canon. Cinder Fall was standing in front of Emerald and Neapolitan almost leaning against the guardrail, but she was far too classy to do that. Cinder Fall could be described as the archetype of the term Femme Fatale, with pale lovely skin, and voluptuous curves she didn't hide in the tight-fitting red dress that had a slit in the top to expose her cleavage as well as slits to the sides to expose her thighs and allow her to also move better in combat.

Everything from how Cinder wore her ebony black hair to how she carried herself was a weapon she used with deadly precision to make people more compliant to her desires so she could use them as tools for her ambitions.

As I met Cinder's eyes, she smiled in some kind of proud delight at me apparently passing whatever test she had by making Emerald attempt to fuck with me via her illusion semblance. Then she actually leaned on the guardrail of her stand with her large breasts pushing against the hole in her dress's top as she lifted her hand up, and then repeatedly curled her finger at me in the universal language of 'come here big boy.'

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