The Android was crafty, this is to be certain. The ability to create any weapon in anear perfect state out of what appeared to be thin air was fantastic, to say the least. Comparable to his own ability, though less refined and more of a broad coverage. Rather than a precision instrument. So too was her ability to create copies of herself, this was very impressive. Though concievably it could be a form of teleportation or matter reconstruction, at the current time he doesn't need to concern himself with how her abilities worked.
It was the clone, moving away from Cee and towards himself in a spiral pattern. With a wide movement arc and an incredibly needless waste of time and energy, she closed in on him terribly slow. It was the android's plan to enact an incredibly complex combat strategy that would have likely outmanouvered and outsmarted him in the long run.

But Virtuoso shows flare and pizazz only in his godly appearance. 

Otherwise he was an incredibly direct being.

It could be so very easily inferred that she was trying to delay him further, for computers do not waste time unintentionally. As she was intentionally distancing herself from him, and adding in a seperate unseen third element to this combat. A swordswoman with a shield. It wasn't as though a mere doppelganger would afford her much time. Nor would distancing her from him.

But why was she distancing herself? Why were so many machines programmed with fear? Does it matter? As far as Virtuoso's concerned, it really doesn't.

With his first shots already spent and doing objectively nothing, Virtuoso would hold a sour scowl if he had any discerning facial features. Cee was now relying on him making one of two choices, and neither choice played in his favor. Either attack the duplicate, and leave himself open to the shots that she would be firing at him from her safe distance. Or target her, close the gap, and get sandwiched between the two. A two front attack wouldn't be impossible to pull apart, but it wouldn't be easy or wise.

Wise? Strange how he's used that word so rarely. It felt like too human a concept, but it seemed appropriate for the situation.

Ah, wisdom.

The perfect solution.

The only way to win is to not play at all.

Virtuoso's pattern was set as he allowed the motions to play, just before Cee's doppelganger and the projectile were to meet him in the center, leaving himself just a narrow enough window of opportunity to enact his own two front plan. 

It was laughably obvious too. 

The machine shot up and over the position he had left himself in, as the two female robots had moved opposite eachother. She had put her own doppelganger in harm's way, expecting him to make the decision of which attack was more pressing. In such a case as this, both were equally pressing. As the two of them would yield the same results. Flying up and over the doppelganger he did a flip to build up a sharp angular momentum in his lower half. Since the woman swung at his legs, he would put himself outside of harm's way for a fraction of a second. 

More than enough time.

With a huge full backwards flip, Virtuoso pressed his knees together, extended both of his arms out horizontally and fired off every booster in both his chest and his legs past the knees. This put him into an incredibly violent corkscrew spin with the flats of his shins baring down just behind Cee's Doppelganger's head. On collision, the flats of his shins would hit her shoulders and knock her forward into the place where he had just been standing. So too would his momentum carry the ends of his legs even further. This would cause a secondary and much more violent upwards slash of the twin blades adorning the ends of his legs. 

Putting Virtuoso out of harm's way from the pompeii round, avoiding the shieldmaiden's strike, and eliminating the doppelganger with Cee's own projectile and a pair of vertical slices that would come close to totally bisecting her. 

Cut, dry, and print.