Coco stood back-to-back with Carmine and flicked her bag, turning it into a machine gun.

“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.

“Where’s your other sword?” Coco asked.

“Lost it in a fight,” Carmine said.

“Wish I’d seen that,” Coco said.

“I didn’t lose the fight, though,” Carmine said.

“Sorry to hear that.”

The first Jackalope Coco had hit came bounding back. Carmine used her Semblance to open a sandpit in front of it while Coco mowed another Jackalope down with her gun. Maybe they were both showing off a little, or maybe they were trying to intimidate each other.

- RWBY: Before the Dawn, Chapter 10