The sound of the mansion’s walls exploding ringed Clint’s eyes. He had to concentrate as he braced himself from the impact. Unfortunately the ceiling came through from the blast, and a large portion of the debris struck him, and buried him down.
Dammit. Fucking Mutant.
After a moment, Hawkeye managed to crawl out of the carnage and find his resolve. Miraculously his bow was ok. Which was more than he could say for his cloaking device. Damn thing went out after the kinetic blast. That Louisiana boy was going to die. Bruised and rigid, Clint fixed two arrows on his bow then filled out into what was left of the hallway. He stepped out in front of gambit and fired both arrows. One at each leg. Maybe that slow him down?