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His father wouldn't allow that. He caught the girl by her collar and dragged her back before him, and then backhanded her in the face. Neo spun about, dazed and confused, eyes locked onto Jaune's back where he lay.

She gasped when a sword erupted from her stomach. The entire area went silent, screams reduced to whimpers as Neo looked down at the bloody blade in confusion. She touched it, and then slumped forward when it was drawn out of her with a sickening squelch. Despite that, she didn't fall. She turned and regarded Nicholas, stood before his daughter. With a snarl, she hurled her dagger at him.

He deflected it easily, eyes wary. His guard didn't drop.

Neo's breath came out in laboured gasps. She stepped forward, stumbled a little, and then launched herself at him, nails extended to rip and tear. There was no sign of humanity in her eyes, only a desire to kill and avenge.

Nicholas sighed as he transfixed her on his blade. He kept her there, even as she dragged herself further along it and limply scratched at his face. The huntsman's aura protected him, and Neo expired with a frustrated sigh a few seconds later.