Tobias grinned grimly at the words his assasin was speaking. He thought it was over. And who was Tobias kidding? It probably was, but he wasn't going down without a fight. The very least he could do was give his assassin hell before he went down. Who knows? Maybe he'd actually win somehow? Spitting out a wad of blood, and thinking 'crap, somethings bleeding inside me' as he did so, he looked up at Mr. Wolff was he aimed at arrow right at Tobias' heart and released. Tobias, thinking quickly, raised his arm into the path of the arrow and grunting in pain and annoyance as the arrow impaled it all the way through, yet stopped before it reached his cheat. His left arm was probably out of action now, and he may pass out from pain at any second unless blood loss gets him first, but on the bright side he was now within striking range. With his right arm, he swung his hardest punch, the killer punch that got him into this trouble, right at the assassin's face.