Hawkeye scowled at Cap’s comment. That’s the second time he’d been called by that name. It was one time too many as far as he was concerned. And ok, so he’d underestimated the damn shield. What kind of metal was that anyway?! The Bow man paused as he reached into his quiver full of tricks and grabbed another arrow. He took aim.
“Go fuck yourself.”
The arrow coming at him this time should release a vat of growing foam like material. The material was designed to stick to all surfaces and eventually bind the target. Since Cap had absorbed the other arrow, maybe something more roundabout was needed? Killing Captain America didn't always have to happen in one move. Let’s just see him get out of this one.