“You talk to Grimm, too?” Coco fired her gun, and the Jackalope in front of her was shredded into smoke by her Dust bullets, their force augmented by her Semblance.

“A girl has to amuse herself,” said Carmine, tossing her sai into the air. It spun in place for a moment, zipping toward and through a Jackalope, then whipped back around and did it again. And again, and again, and again, as though it were a needle threading fabric, until the Grimm collapsed on itself. The sai flew past Coco’s face, passing less than an inch from her cheek and into Carmine’s waiting hand.

- RWBY: Before the Dawn, Chapter 10