Great! Until...

Yang and Pyrrha walked out of the locker room, moving to opposite sides of the arena. Professor Goodwitch stepped back and tapped the screen of her device, activating a transparent energy shield separating the combatants from the rest of the room. She then looked up, making eye contact with both students.

"Begin."

Immediately, Yang used her gauntlets to launch herself forward, fist raised to strike. As she expected, though, Pyrrha brought her shield up to block, the sound ringing out through the large, open room. Yang used her forward momentum to transition into a front flip, landing about 15 feet behind Pyrrha.

Both fighters turned to face each other. Pyrrha raised her shield in front of her, her eyes poking over the top to keep an eye on her opponent. Unfortunately, Yang didn't have that privilege. Her fighting style focused almost entirely on attacks, leaving very little to protect herself outside of her aura.

Yang then rushed forward, using her standard bullets to throw a barrage of punches at Pyrrha, hoping to overwhelm her. However, her reputation for being untouchable in a battle still held true here. She was able to dodge and block every single one as if they were moving in slow motion.

Once Yang finished her ****, Pyrrha was able to seamlessly shift from defense to offense, using her sword to slash left, right, and center, chipping away at Yang's aura. Very quickly, Yang was **** to dive off to the side, needing to take a moment to rethink her strategy.

Even this early in the fight, Yang could see she wasn't going to last long. Which didn't bother her. She had no ambitions of winning against Pyrrha. However, she still wanted to see how well her new cartridges worked in a fight. To that end, Yang ejected her spent casings and loaded new clips on both of her gauntlets.

Yang then smirked at her opponent, who was slowly moving closer, holding a defensive stance.

"Block all my punches, huh?" Yang asked aloud, breaking into a dead sprint towards Pyrrha. "Block this!"

Yang threw both of her fists forward, letting loose a double dose of fire charges.

However, as soon as she felt the firing pin set off the shots, her vision was filled with an orange glow. Yang felt her gauntlets heat up and then loosen. Her aura protected her from any burns, but she knew that she'd be fucked if it wasn't there.

Yang also felt the heat from her gauntlets completely encircle her, almost making her feel lighter.

After a few moments, the heat and flames dissipated, leaving massive scorch marks on the walls and floor of the arena.

Yang immediately looked down and saw that her gauntlets were in pieces on the floor around her, what remained of them being warped and bent almost beyond recognition.

What the hell happened? Yang thought. I was sure I had it right...

However, that wasn't the only cause for concern at the moment. Looking a little further down, Yang saw that, while her aura protected her from the explosion, it didn't protect her clothes. Everything that she had been wearing was reduced to ash, leaving her completely naked in the middle of class. Her boobs, ass, and pussy on full display to people she saw almost every single day.

Looking across the room, Yang saw that Pyrrha was in an almost identical state. There stood the champion of Mystral completely nude, armor and weapons were on the floor, similarly misshapen.

Yang turned towards the stands and saw that her classmates all showed some level of shock, arousal, or both in some cases. All of the men in the room clearly had no idea who they should look at, most going back and forth ever few seconds. Ruby even still had her scroll in her hands, although it was obvious she had forgotten about it.

"Ms. Xiao Long!" Yang heard from behind her. Turning around, she saw Professor Goodwitch lower the shield and stride into the arena, fuming with rage. "What is the meaning of this?!"

"Ah..." Yang started, struggling to come up with a reason. What had happened? And, more importantly, how was she going to get out of this situation?