A vein near his eye twitched, and he feinted right, moving to her left, trying to get behind her. A broken neck would end this quickly - he just had to avoid those blasts long enough to accomplish the task. "Shinzon," he snarled. This was Picard's fault, it was all because of him, killing him just wasn't enough. If he tried hard enough, maybe he could imagine Jean-Luc in her place.