DENON
The blind-fire through the gas managed to result in little else than spent slugs.
A shame.
Butcher wondered where the danger would come from, because the vigilante with the lightsaber(s) had obviously moved to avoid attack through the visual impairment of the alleyway. And even then, goggles had disappeared completely, even with those glowing green lights all over his outfit. That probably meant there was a 'stealth option', which left Butcher peering into the swirling gas with dilated eyes and a twitchy right arm.
...
Then the snap-hiss of that lightsaber, the green blade illuminated goggles like a flare in darkness, and then the opponent was swinging for Butcher again.
"Oops," Butcher muttered, as he lined up the hand cannon, laughing. "Only used five."
There was a loud crack of gunfire as the enforcer shot his last slug, at the lightsaber-wielding goggles who jumped in for the attack, almost at pointblank range. The gambit had been risky, it had been why Butcher had fired off so many rounds consecutively, and had purposefully left a single shot of the six remaining.
Yet, despite an impact or not, there was still the blade to deal with.
Butcher dived to the right, as he rolled and came up to a knee. He slipped the hand cannon back into the holster, then reached behind his back to grab his phase-knife. It was time to start slicing back. However, the battle above had shifted, as Karkosuchus aimed some exotic weapon down into the alleyway... and even through the gas and fighting, there was a sudden wave of tingling heat and discomfort in the body.
"What the..." Butcher looked up and shouted. "Karko, what the hell is that?"
But, more importantly, it looked like goggles had an ally down - as the female humanoid he arrived with was knocked out cold.
"Hey, goggles, looks like your little friend just got got!"
