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- A black shadow detached from the ceiling above and fell towards the Paragon's head as he locked blades with both Pyrrha and Qrow, forcing both back without too much difficulty. Blake materialised from the shadow, a knife drawn, and rushed down towards Tyrian's throat. He had no way to defend himself. We'd done it!
- Tyrian cackled and tossed back his head, his Greycloak adornment fluttering away. As it did, my eyes finally noticed what had remained hidden underneath, a black tail made of segmented plates of chitin – and the barbed stinger on the end.
- Blake noticed it too as it whipped up to meet her.
- Her eyes widened and she crossed both arms in front of her. As the stinger hit, it burst through her body, but in an explosion of smoke instead of blood. The smoke fluttered past him and appeared on the other side, down on the floor as Blake reappeared, crouched with one hand down.
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