Kuro peeked his head over the counter-top once the sound of gunfire dwindled, staring at Walkins where the man lay on the floor. He got up and brushed a few chips of melting ice from his coat idly as he turned and began walking back over to Helen and Adonai.

"If we are to leave him alive, we need to divest him of his arms and clothes." Kuro called out to Alan. "He likely has an enchantment responsible for deflecting bullets. Without it, he will be more pliable."

"If he's even still alive." The barkeep said, still crouched behind the bar but finally poking his head above it. "Is he dead?"

Walkins came in through the front door and issued a diminutive quip.

"No, no he is not." Kuro said as he casually settled back down into a crouch behind the bar. If the first Walkins had been immune to bullets, chances were this one would possess the same enchantment. Kuro's concerns turned instead to the rear entrance - the others could cover the front door easily enough, and it was unlikely the doppelganger there was long for this world. Had it been Kuro, now would have been the time when he came in through the back entrance and threw a blackpowder grenade into the throng of people standing in the middle of the bar -

Walkins 3.0 came in through the back entrance, somehow eluding Helen's watch over it, and began hosing down the main room with his steam repeater. [i]'It could be worse.'[/i] Kuro thought absently. Gazing down the bar as he was, he had a clear view of the ice spirit as it began to rematerialize, and finally, he now had a target that he could actually hurt. Everybody knew that ice was brittle.

Kuro drew the first of his blackpowder revolvers from his coat and opened fire, quickly emptying six bullets at the ice spirit's center of mass. He didn't stop there, his left hand having already retrieved his second blackpowder revolver - he dropped the emptied one to the ground immediately once it was out of bullets, clutching the second as he passed it on from his left hand, and emptied that into the ice spirit as well even as it started to form its ice spears.

"I told you to watch the exit, doctor." His voice irritated, his bored expression finally breaking, his eyes narrowed slightly in annoyance as he dropped the second revolver even as his left hand retrieved one of his steam canisters from within his coat. He immediately pulled the pin with his right hand. If Walkins and his doppelgangers alike were resistant to bullets, and if there were any more inbound, it was time to make sure they couldn't do any spotting.