She’d been dangerously close when he’d thrown the arrow tip, so naturally he took his fair share when the explosion went off. It sent him reeling back against the wall and he slumped down to the floor. Oh golly this was fun. He started hacking up more blood then looked up to see if she was still alive. This was quickly becoming one hell of a night.
As the smoke cleared from the attack Clint noticed her in the back, struggling to stand. Son of a bitch. She was still alive? This was starting to be unbelievable.
He pushed himself up as well, though with more swearing and grunting on his part. The fight was starting to take a lot out of his body. He was cut and bruised all to hell. Joints were stiff too, and something might be broken. He needed the healing tanks at headquarters desperately and didn’t think he could take another lick. So all in all- he’d been better. That was when the chip in his head went off. That only happened when he was being summoned away. Greaat.