PA62

"Keep pushing," he growled. "We can do this – she can't keep this up forever!"

"Got it!"

Neo nodded.

Jaune dashed to the left, his shoulder still stinging from the injury he'd picked up before. He swept in from the flank, yelling at the top of his voice and doing whatever he could to make the approach obvious, or just to mask the noise of Neo's stealthy attacks. His blade clashed against Cinder's. Hers flicked and twisted, catching his brow, but he snapped his fingers around her wrist, keeping her still.

Roman engaged her on the other side. He moved faster than Jaune had ever seen before, his cane a spinning wheel of silver. Cinder reacted in kind, and blasts of dust and fire echoed each time metal struck metal. One of his hands shot out, almost catching her cheek but for a lightning-fast dodge. Cinder's hand came back around, a wave of fire behind it.

Neo's blade pierced under her armpit. The small girl danced back, lunging in again at Cinder's left leg. In and out, over and over, stinging like a wasp.