*flatly* Are we there yet?

A pillar of white light split the sky as Tarantella jacked into the net. As the light faded, a single swan feater floated from the sky, hitting the ground in front of the navi and dissipating in a burst of light. "Searching for viruses," he said, giving a cursory glance to his surroundings. Once he was done, he crouched down, then sprang into the air, gracefully leaping from panel to panel as he wandered the net.
Virus Attack!

MetoolA: 40 HP
MetoolB: 40 HP
MetoolC: 40 HP

Tarantella: 100 HP