Gambit watched in amazement as the power of the blast was (partly) contained, until it wasn't anymore and bits rained down on them. The thief was used to it and was able to turn just so and use part of that hobo coat to protect him-- but then Kylo was demanding more, and the rocks were floating-- and then moving.
Since the rocks had raised up, Gambit dropped down, arms covering his head to avoid most of them, while protecting against the rest. He'd be pretty bruised up, but it'd been the smartest move.
And with those rocks gone, he was fishing into a pocket for his favorite weapon: three charged cards came flying at the darker man, as the Cajun rolled away and shot out another three once he came to a stop.
The best defense was a good offense! Card after card, as he made his way to cover. "Like it?" He shouted, the excited tone clear in his voice.