Connor reacted instantly, crouching and covering hims front with his shield as soon as the smoke bombs caused the smoke to cover the area. He strained his ears, listening for any sign that Michal was near. 

The resounding ring of the shield from the punch and kick, before figuring that Michael ran off. Connor cursed to himself, wondering just how he was going to find Michael in the smoke. 

He rose, smoothly, and lmost silently. He shoved his free hand in his pockets, coming out with , of all things, a pen. He chucked it, not too far, holding his breath, waiting for a sound that Michael was coming.