Goddamnit, this guy was like one of those motherfucking bats that flapped everywhere-- by the time he was dodging the shot, raising his spear to take a leap, Xigbar was pulling a cheapassed ninja move and ouch, "Sonuvabitch throwing bloody darts at me," right on the arm.
Maybe complaining that the other was sending red darts was being hypocritical, though. The Gospel pulsed blue for one moment before one of his own blue 'darts' went flying to the overly-large purple rings; Ice 3 at its finest, kiddos. He'd wait until the idiot was on the ground to get to the real fighting.