Flynn reaches the peak of his leap, observing the chaos from high in the air.

Flynn uses his All-Around Sight to react and dodge more sprays of bullets as he falls and wiggles through the air.

Flynn’s pupils go big like a cat spotting a toy, “oh, oh!”

Below, he sees the Gunslinger on the root, shooting with a large underslung machine gun.
Flynn, telepathically, “I got another what’cha call’ems – a hostile!”

Flynn draws his own pistol and aims down. “As I like to say, fight firearms with firearms!”