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She's good, Blake thought, but not perfect. It was the difference of theoretical and practical, and while Ciel certainly seemed to know how to stay hidden, it was obvious she hadn't had much time to practice it. She, on the other hand, had spent years sneaking into dangerous places with the White Fang. Blake also hadn't gained a dependency on advanced technology or concealing armour to do so, and that meant she'd learned not to cut corners. Ciel hadn't, apparently.

Which was why Ciel didn't notice when the air rippled toward the back of the rooftop she was hidden on. It was a subtle thing, difficult to see even for Blake, but she caught the distortion and the dust that kicked up – and it was that which really caught her eye. Even so, she strained her vision. There was nothing there.

But something had landed on the roof…

And Ciel hadn't noticed.

[...]

A loud gunshot rent the air.

Jaune flinched, but the sound was distant, outside, and nothing struck him. Roman didn't react at all, other than to let one eye slowly drift toward the wall in the direction of the sound. He obviously wasn't afraid and shot Jaune a cheeky smile. "Jumpy, huh?"

"W-What was that?"

"I told Neo to watch the area in case you were followed. Looks like you were."

No, Ciel!

Jaune's heart hammered in his chest. He forced himself to remain seated, despite the fear. Ciel wasn't an amateur. She wasn't an idiot. She'd be okay – she had to be. It was only a single gunshot. Unless that was to the back of the head, and her without her helmet, it wouldn't be enough to kill her. No way did someone sneak up on her, even Neo.

—KS28

[...]

The tip of a sword whistled past Ciel's mask. She twisted to the side and slapped a palm into it, pushing it further aside. She slid down the blade to the wielder, striking out with one hand for the girl's throat – only to growl as the deceptively fast girl back-flipped away.

Name; Neopolitan. Affiliation; Torchwick. Status; Alive. She ran through everything she knew, the limited information available and mostly bolstered by the VSS. Thanks to that she knew the girl's real strength, her Semblance. Illusions. A most dangerous power and one that had already rendered an Agent out of action.

And she would have done the same to me had she caught me by surprise.

Luckily, someone had intervened.

Another gunshot echoed through the night, impacting the floor where the girl had stood. Neo flipped back again and spared an angry glare for a building several rooftops away. Ciel could make out the barest shape of a person in one of the windows, before another flash of muzzle fire preceded a third shot, again at Neo.

"I've no idea who you are, but thanks, I guess," Ciel whispered. The person had pretty much saved her life, alerting her to the threat behind before Neo could run her through.

—KS29