"Usually it's slightly more effective" Jason growled before something smashed into his chest and sent him flying backwards. As he sailed through the air, he twisted his body so that the blade barely missed, though a cut on his shoulder was seen. Then the boy slammed into a wall with enough force to dent it, and slumped to the ground. Even after that hit the boy shakily rose to his feet. Then he pulled his rifle put and began firing at Pixie's feet to keep her off guard while slowly moving towards her.