Everything
was still on this cold night at Beacon Academy, for a great battle
had recently taken place, leaving many huntsmen exhausted. All but
one were resting in their lofts. Yang was sitting wide awake, only
recollecting the thoughts of some of the techniques some of the
huntsmen were using. There was one huntress, whose tactics seemed
alien to her. She would head straight into a pack of Grimm, mouth
agape and swallow them while. Within moments, the Grimm that had
entered the Huntress' mouth