Fox spat sand out of his mouth as he rolled and leaped back onto his feet. Then he did a handspring toward Bertilak, his boots colliding with Bertilak’s face. Bertilak groaned and fell backward with the motion until Fox was sitting on his chest, knees pressing the man’s arms down. Fox began punching.

Fox’s Aura depleted with the force of each blow, but so did Bertilak’s. And just before Fox reached a critical low, he felt Bertilak’s Aura shatter, followed a moment later by his nose shattering with a satisfying crunch.

Bertilak screamed and heaved Fox off him. He scrambled to his feet. Even without Aura, the Huntsman was still somehow on his feet, fight left in him.

Fox tried to recover as he braced for a blow from Bertilak’s weapon. One more hit and his own Aura would shatter.

Bertilak roared and then Fox heard metal clash against metal.

“Really, old man?” Bertilak said through his broken nose. “That’s a cool toy, but you’re no match for me.”

Fox heard the two of them fight. He lay in the sand, willing himself to get up, but every time he did, he got dizzy. He tried to vomit, but all he coughed up was gritty sand he had inadvertently swallowed. His head pounded and he kept forgetting where and when he was, reliving childhood memories of living in Vacuo.

- RWBY: After the Fall, Chapter 13