Raln spotted movement and the glint of a weapon sight within a group of nearby trees, one of the only hiding places around that would allow him to take such a shot, so not surprising that it would come from there. He quickly darted behind the tree. The bullets, unexpectedly slowed down, flew past him, spraying chunks of bark as the unfortunate tree was the one to take the brunt of the attack rather than himself. That was good to know. He could dodge bullets much easier in this tournament setting, but he still had to be careful and watch where his target was aiming in order to have a better chance to dodge.

However, apparently not, because the man put away his gun and instead pulled out a melee weapon, which Raln noticed as he peaked around the other side of the tree. Testing out his swordsmanship, Raln flung his dagger with an underhanded thrust so that the weapon flew straight as an arrow, aimed at the man's head. While this was going on he extended his left hand, causing grey mist to begin to swirl together in bullet shape in front of it, but it would be a couple seconds before it was ready so he would have to wait for that while he watched the results of the other attack and got a second dagger into began to draw his sword with his right hand.