Clint Barton (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} antivillain_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} avengers_logs, |
Clint had the bow in his hand and an arrow nocked before thinking about it. He neither dropped them when the pain caught up to them, nor raised them to point at Strange. He held them pointing downward, aimed at the ground. A drop of blood ran from his cut fingers down the arrow shaft.
"Hi," Clint repeated, warily incredulous. "I'll be fine for the moment, thanks. Is this something that just happens, now? The sky rains down aliens so now magic gets done openly in the street?"
So far, all the magic Clint had experienced was Loki's. So he already believed in it. But he was not a fan.