The sheriff didn't even pause, he just hauled Marian from her original cell, to one across from Will. That way she could see Tuck and Will, but she couldn't touch either of them. Malcolm shoved her in and slammed the door home.
When he turned, Tuck didn't even have time to prepare for it. The sheriff pulled darts out of his pocket and started hurling them at Tuck. "How many points for a bullseye, hmm?" he called out to Will and Marian.
Tuck, for his part, caught a dart in his leg and he cried out in pain. "Holy shit!" he hissed. Grabbing the blanket, he made a beeline for the bed and shoved his body under it, the blanket sort of creating a bit of protection as the sheriff continued to hurl darts at him. TYuck hadn't even noticed one had caught him on the ear, and another in his arm.