[i]In truth, all he needed was to move the clone a bit to the side... ...or, he could pull of an equally as unholy stunt as Amanda was... Jason knew this, a smirk on his lips. His thrusters activated for the trillionth time in the fight while he simultaneously pushed himself off of the ground, his body turning as the boosters changed directions. His legs bent at the knees as his move was finished, leaving him upside down with his face towards the real Amanda, though he was out of harms was, too. Due to the size difference between the super soldiers, the point where the close was impaled was higher than the Russian's midriff, leaving the blade to very likely hit and perhaps even shatter the hardlight close due to its sheer length and size both -- it'd leave Jason to fall, but he could compensate, no doubt. He groaned as he balanced himself, the whole move possible only because the clone grabbed him. For a tank, he was annoyingly acrobatic.[/i]