Authors Note: For once I'll avoid the long winded dialogue.

Roman gasped as the woman charged him, he had expected her to need a moment after the explosion he had just unleashed. He growled as she continued to press.

Normally hunters caught off guard by his tricks, meaning he was able to bridge the skill gap at least some. Cheating leveled any playing field after all but sadly this woman seemed prepared for them. Each one serving only to slow her down or halt her advance temporarily.

It was never enough to turn the battle. That wasn't his plan however.

Another attack came at him and he stepped to the side before once again allowing her to force him back.

The woman seemed to radiate hatred, though whether that was due to his refusal to flat out fight or just how she was, Roman couldn't say. He hadn't landed anything more than small attacks, nothing to really dent her aura or remove her from the fight, but each had been paid for in kind.

She clearly thought she was in control of the fight as she corraled him onto a small broken walkway that left little room for escape. The walkway jutted out over the train, while it no doubt originally allowed people to walk to the other side it had broken long ago, now ending abruptly in a fall.

Who ever had control of the fight would be able to force the other to surrender by the end of it or be forced off the end. The fall wouldn't do too much damage but it would give whoever stood on the walkway after a chance to launch an attack.

She sliced towards his chest clearly expecting him to dodge out of the way so she could follow up. A grin slowly appeared on his face as he trapped the blade under his arm.

His aura flared as she attempted to withdraw it, panic set in as she realized the danger of the action if she failed. She pulled and Roman's aura held strong. With a twist and another jerk he pulled her towards him.

She did something to the hilt before withdrawing a smaller blade that she launched towards his eye. His aura flared and he let out a cry, pushing off her with his free hand.

The sword slipped free and relief washed over her face, just before Roman planted a foot in her chest. Only then did she realize how the two of them had swapped positions during the melee.

Putting as much force behind the kick as possible he practically launched her off the walkway she had planned to use to her advantage.

She attempted to twist herself mid air but was unable to do so in time before slamming to the ground below. Sadly it wasn't a distance enough to kill a huntress, but it would buy him a few minutes as she tried to get back up to him.

Hopefully time enough for him to come up with an actual plan on how to beat her.

Roman looked over the battle as he made his way back to stable ground. All things considered it was a complete shit show. They had the numbers but well… when those numbers were poorly trained terrorists it meant nothing.

This was no doubt the rest of that blonde idiots team, though judging by the number of fights going on he doubted it was only one.

Roman growled as he tried to think. The White Fang were useless against hunters, or at least useless at doing anything more than slowing them down. They simply didn't have the firepower… or did they?

It hadn't been the original plan but there wasn't much he could do about it anymore. If he didn't take action now the whole grand scheme would fall apart and then Cinder would have his head.

He looked out over the chaos below. It was difficult to spot his target, what with all of the animals wearing the same uniform.

There was a large group of them trying to load the rest of the supplies onto the train. Among them stood one individual seeming to give them orders.

"Perry!" Roman yelled at them, hoping that one of them was the animal that had proven himself slightly less incompetent in comparison to his brethren. When one of them looked up at him he sighed in relief. "Go get the big guns!"

The man seemed to take a minute to think before turning and heading back towards one of the warehouses. Roman smiled as he seemed to be heading in the right direction.

His instincts screamed at him to move a moment later. Ducking down he saw something fly overhead before another figure charged at him.

Melodic Cudgel came up just in time to stop a strike towards his throat. At first he questioned how the woman had been able to get back up so quickly before realization dawned on him. This wasn't the same woman.

Bronze armour flashed in the light, red hair flowing behind her as she cut for his arm. He sighed as the famous Pyrrha Nikos tried to kill him.

Roman clenched his jaw shut for a moment, before speaking with a growl. "How many of you brats do I have to beat up before you get the idea?" The Invincible Girl didn't respond, of course, only pressing her attack in an attempt to keep him off balance.

She wasn't nearly as fast as the other woman however, and the two were perhaps on a more even footing.

He batted her sword aside, attempting to strike at her head only for her to dodge and his strike to miss by a hair. He followed it up with another strike, down towards where she knelt. This time she brought her shield up with unbelievable speed, catching his strike before it could land.

She brought her sword up, pointing it at his chest, intending to drive it through his heart. He stepped back, bringing his hand up to push the point aside. It wasn't enough to cause her to miss completely, the strike grazing his arm.

He grit his teeth at the pain in his hand. He inspected it for a moment. There was no blood thanks to his aura but it hurt nonetheless.

His opponent took the moment as a sign that he was slowing down, deciding to push her apparent advantage. She jumped towards him spinning as she angled her sword to strike. Roman stepped back narrowly avoiding a slit throat.

She landed and drove her blade towards his arm, this time he was able to deflect it to the side with his cane. He followed up by bringing it down on her arm. He hoped the force behind it might have forced her to drop the blade but there was no such luck. She held firm and swung for an overhead strike.

Roman brought his cane up to hold back the sword, only to wince at the force behind it. She may have been slower than the other one but she had more strength behind her strikes for sure.

He angled his cane slightly, forcing the sword to slide down its length as he force the handle towards the brats face. She ducked under the strike into a low crouch, spinning her legs out and throwing him off his feet.

Roman rolled away slightly, nearly dodging a follow up attack that struck where his chest had been a mere moment before.

He hooked the end of his cane around the girls foot, pulling her leg out from under her. She gasped and fell much like he had, she made to move away but Roman grabbed onto her before she could. Instead of trying to stand and attack her however he rolled over on top of her.

Roman put his cane over her neck and pushed down with all his force. Her hands attempted to strike him or reach for her sword but he ignored the pain and focused on pressing down on her windpipe.

She succeeded in moving it up enough that he wasn't strangling the life from her but no more. She may have had some impressive strength but it wasn't enough to counter his own, not from the angle she was forced to push.

One of her hands slipped off the cane, grasping for her shield that sat a few feet away. It was too far for her to grab however. She was no longer able to hold him up with only one hand and her face started to turn blue as her struggles grew weaker.

Something flashed from the side and Roman threw himself off of her to avoid the blade that had flown at him. She grasped her sword with one hand sitting up slowly, hacking and gasping for air as she glared at him. She stood on shaky legs, before reaching her hand out for the shield that sat behind him.

Roman stepped to the side as the slab of metal flew past him at speeds that would have no doubt decapitated him.

"Tch." A smirk worked its way onto his face. "That's a pretty useful semblance." It also explained why he had been unable to land many strikes on her, or how she was able to move her shield into place with such ease.

It was a neat trick, one that he wasn't really sure on how to get around. It took him a moment to come up with a plane. The 'invincible girl' seemed to need the moment as well, if only to try and get her breath back.

In the end he was the one to resume the fight first. Much to the girls suprise. It also seemed like she was a little slower now, though perhaps that was just wishful thinking on his part. She still blocked most of his strikes but more made it through than before. Slowly chipping away at her aura.

She seemed to realise how poorly things had started to turn as she tried to disengage and pull back. No doubt she had some kind of range advantage she wanted to try and take advantage of, Roman refuse to allow it.

It was a more aggressive and sustained style of combat than he was used to. Distant memories of his time back at Beacon slipped through his mind. Memories of fights he hadn't been able to win due to strength, it had taken brains rather than brawn.

He struck down, she tried to slip away but when it became clear she wouldn't be able to move completely she called on her semblance. Roman felt the cane be forced back at him slightly, it nearly broke his arm to push it down at the ground. The reticle popping up as he pulled the trigger at the base of the girls feet.

She cried out as she was thrown back. He saw her aura flare softly blocking any major damage but it gave him a moment. He hadn't been spared the explosion either though, the melee being to close for him to fully retreat. He had been prepared for it, however, unlike the champion before him.

His own aura had taken a hit as well but not nearly as much hopefully. He took the chance to reload his cane, as his opponent struggled back to her feet.

Roman heard a loud crash behind him and felt the ground shake. A smug grin over took his face as realization took hers. He set the cane down, leaning on it slightly more than normal.

"I believe we're done here." Romans smile grew vicious. "My friend here will see you out." He pulled his hat off and bowed slightly as the mech suit charged at the girl.

She rolled to the side barley missing getting squashed. It was no longer his problem.

The Paladin could go ahead and fail against her for all he cared. He had a train to catch. He decided to take the safer route, walking through some of the buildings to avoid any unnecessary interference as he made his way to the main building.

Neo stood nearby the entrance and judging by the scowl on her face her own fight hadn't gone much better. Though she seemed to have lost the man. In the end Roman couldn't find himself to care. He had to try and salvage the situation as best he could.

Pulling out his scroll he walked over to one of the nearby tables. He pulled up a contact simply labeled as Boss. He gave her a warning about how things had changed before locking it and setting it down on the table.

Neo raised an eyebrow at him but followed him as he turned and made for the train.

"Don't worry Neo, I know what I'm doing."

Authors Notes: Nothing much to say here at the moment.

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Sincerely SE