[Funkduder]

((It's called, you could have had the bullet miss, espy. Or even better, you could have already been there to swipe the gun away XD))
It was one shot and had one hell of a kick, but somehow, the bullet dabbed a pretty good hit. He checked his left hand, still bleeding with a knife in it, and he checked his right arm, which felt dislocated. "It might as well be broken with all I can do to it. This battle won't be going in my favor if I keep this up..." Suddenly, espy came towards him, although sheathing the blade on her wounded side. "I won't last in close combat."
He jumped back, his arms dangling forward and loosening the knife, which sent a jolt of pain down his left arm... "This might be my last shot at victory..." He knelt down on his left knee and used his mouth to grab the blade. He pulled it out, freeing the blood stream, opening the wound, and gaining two weapons and about a minute before running out of blood.
"This will end this bout, assassin," he said raising himself to a battle stance. Who knew that looking cool would hurt so damn much... "Have at you!" he cried threw the knife he had. Holding ground, he awaited the beginning of the end.