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Neo blinked and turned back.

But she wasn't prepared for him to charge his shoulder into the small of her back. She cried out silently as she was carried forward. So close to Roman, she crashed into him – and Roman cursed as he was carried to the floor in a tangle of limbs.

Jaune rode it all, collapsing atop them, but he knew he had scant seconds. They wouldn't be incapacitated for long – seconds at most. He surged forward, pushing a hand down on the back of Neo's head, crushing her against Roman's chest so she couldn't use her acrobatics to kick his ass.

Roman growled and tried to free a hand, "What are you-argh."

"Sorry," Jaune said, almost hysterically, as he punched the man in the face. It didn't do much, nor did he expect it to, but it stunned Roman for another second.

Just enough for him to wrestle Melodic Cudgel from his weak grip.

Just enough to lift it up, flick the switch he'd seen Roman use numerous times before.

Just enough to aim down the sight, at the terminal, the virus – and the scroll which continued to feed it into the system. He felt a hand grip his shoulder, vaguely heard Roman scream something as he tried to wrestle him down. He ignored it, though.

His arm shook as he pulled the trigger.

"No," Roman howled. He caught Jaune in the cheek with his elbow, knocking him off. Neo rolled off a second later, but it was too late.