Clint watched the Cajun spin around and drop his men with the acrobatics show. He was skilled, Hawkeye had to give the coon ass that much. Skilled enough to where Clint was going to have to get involved sooner rather than later.
From his position among the rafters, Hawkeye withdrew his bow and silently took aim. On the plus side, all this ground fighting was an excellent form of distraction. A quick shock arrow was fitted on the bow then launched at Gambit’s back. Once it struck the place of contact a surge of electricity would release from the tip. Enough to slow even Lebeau down. If a few grunts died, oh well. Many more would be storming the room again in a matter of moments. Viper had made it more then clear that the wiley thief was to be taken in. Gambit wasn’t going anywhere.