[Thank you so much for broadcasting that pounce way in advance, little Centipeetle. Yang sees it and grins, rushing forward when it jumps and driving an explosive fist squarely into the side of its head. The bug squeaks in surprise and then explodes with a poof of smoke, although it doesn't seem to have left a gem behind.
Yang glances over her shoulder back at Jaune.]
Don't think about it too hard.
[It's the best advice she can give. She's personally taken to considering her gem as an extension of herself, just like Ember Celica, even if the reality is more that she's become an extension of her gem.
Two of the remaining Centipeetles give an angry screech and then spit acid at her, although Yang deftly avoids the streams, hopping to one side and seemingly trying to draw their attention as she returns fire.
But the other Centipeetles turn back to Jaune, snapping their pincers at him like irritable puppies.]
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Yang glances over her shoulder back at Jaune.]
Don't think about it too hard.
[It's the best advice she can give. She's personally taken to considering her gem as an extension of herself, just like Ember Celica, even if the reality is more that she's become an extension of her gem.
Two of the remaining Centipeetles give an angry screech and then spit acid at her, although Yang deftly avoids the streams, hopping to one side and seemingly trying to draw their attention as she returns fire.
But the other Centipeetles turn back to Jaune, snapping their pincers at him like irritable puppies.]