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Her umbrella speared in for his face once more. He managed to get his hands up to deflect it, using Ozpin's cane like a staff. It skimmed high. Would have caught his nose if he hadn't leaned back at the last second.

Instinctively, his right knee twisted to the side, cutting off the V-shaped channel leading up to his family jewels a second before Neo's foot found it. Tragedy evaded, he kicked her foot to the side and threw a fist toward her face.

"Tsss." Ozpin's loud hiss told him that was a poor choice.

Neo caught his arm and folded over it. That was the only way to describe it. She held it still, bent over, kicked a leg up and over, wrapped it around his neck, brought her other leg up – so that his face was nestled between her thighs – then twisted her body through her stomach and lurched down, dragging him off his feet and hurling him through the air.

He landed on the couch and thanked his lucky stars.

Neo's umbrella landed on his head a second later and then he was literally counting stars.