Fox dashed forward. When he heard a steady tone in both ears, he knew Edward was directly in front of him, and a low thrumming pulse told him where his hand holding his disc-blade was. Fox jabbed his right elbow toward it and hooked Sharp Retribution on the weapon. He pulled and twisted, yanking the disc away, but Edward held on with surprising strength.

Fox heard a gunshot and the emergency tone in his left ear made him jerk his head back. A bullet whizzed by his forehead.

“Update,” Ada said. “Weapon has projectile capabilities.”

“You mean it’s also a gun.”

Imagine that.

“Correct. Proceed with caution.”

“What do you think I’ve been doing?”

Fox swept his leg forward and knocked Edward to the ground. The old man grunted. A fist connected with Fox’s chest, but he pulled back just in time so it only made a glancing blow. He reached with his left hand, grabbed Edward’s right, and pulled downward. Edward lurched forward as Fox lifted his left knee. Edward’s skull cracked against it, and Edward went down.

But he didn’t stay down. His weapon came up, and Fox parried it. Once, twice. Fox then took a chance and fired a shot of his own. He heard a bullet strike metal and Edward cried out in surprise. The weapon fell a few feet away and landed in the sand.

- RWBY: After the Fall, Chapter 10