The short whistle of the arrow wasn't warning enough for the Cajun to move, and his head had barely started to turn when the arrow slammed into his back. That would have been bad enough without the shock that followed, sending Remy falling to his knees with gritted teeth.
He took a few pained breaths, and when several agents moved in to grab him in this moment of weakness his hands snatched out to grab their pant legs, which began to glow in an instant. "Fuck you HYDRA scum and your whore Madam," he hissed, and he drew a circle on the floor around him, falling through and away from the most pressing danger.