Quinn's eyes widened as he felt the man dubbed as "wolverine" claws stab into him. "Shit shit" he muttered as he quickly stumbled away holding his side. " damn nice hit " he said smiling at how this match was turning out. Holstering one of his revolvers so he could use one hand to hold back the blood flow Quinn looked at how many bullets he had in his revolvers cylinder. "Damn one left better make it count " he muttered to himself. After slyly positioning his short sword for a easy unsheathing Quinn aimed his revolver at the Wolverine and cocked back the hammer"bullseye " he said hoping his catchphrase would bring him luck.