Yang

As the buzzer signaling the end of the fight went off, Weiss felt emotionally and physically defeated. Physically, because Yang had utterly annihilated her. Emotionally, because of the strings her pride had allowed her to attach to the fight.

Yang and Weiss had agreed to a bet. A single fight in combat class would decide the Victor, and the Victor would decide the losers punishment, no holds barred.

As Yang's cocky stride walked up to the exhausted Weiss, it was clear that Weiss had just made quite the bed, and now it was time to lay in it.

"Good fight Weiss," said Yang, "But not good enough, I think there's something you owe me... We'll find out after class"