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[b][i]The Fastest Gun in Uvera[/i][/b][/center]

Ken carefully sidestepped the burning javelin, shot the left shin of someone who tried to stab him from the side, then took the resulting energy shield crystal from the Geo Generator before the eighteen-year-old noticed a flash of orange in the arena stands and snarled - The Aldugan Spines were there. On the one hand, it meant that there might be a disturbance and a chance of escape. On the other hand, the boy [i]hated[/i] those slavers for trading in Uverans (and the occasional Waltonian). 

He ducked another flaming Javelin and noticed that his shield/barrier was running out due to him taking a moment to think. In response, he shot close to the ear of the Pyro user, hoping to clip the man's earlobe and bust his eardrum. Then he shot the hand of a man picking up an energy shield crystal and swiped the gem for himself, allowing him more time to spend thinking and strategizing; he was not bad at that and tactics, just admittedly prone to overestimating his capabilities.

Right now, he had to buy time; as more people swooped in on his position, ignoring the evidence that the eighteen-year-old gunslinger was not an easy target, Ken shifted positions, rolling a short distance away before shooting at an opponent's left shoulder, and barely avoiding a knife that barely swooshed past his hair and the energy barrier that covered it.

"Easy pickings," he couldn't help but quip as he stuck close to the Geo Generators, glancing at Takemura and Fiske's fight - Those two seemed to be having a focused duel; best not to bother them. No, rather, Ken should stick to a strategy of shooting, shifting positions, and grabbing energy shields, including from areas where the two duelists had just passed by.

Letting himself be pushed towards the edge of the arena, where hopefully someone threw a rotten fruit pip/seed, the young man's barrier finally ran out even as he picked up what seemed to be a half-eaten plum, which he charged with a surge of power from his vision crystal and threw high in the air as he held his breath; the plum exploded into a spray of sleeping gas, sleeping gas picked up by the desert breeze and scattered all over the area, though the amount was such that those who breathed it in would only feel a [i]little[/i] drowsy, enough to slow down their reflexes and reactions, allowing Ken to shoot a few more opponents before the amount of tranquilizing gas lightened to the point where he can breathe again.

By now, he should have thinned out the number of gladiators, even as he sighted something flying in the air, approaching the arena... A bird? 

[@Teyao], [@Renose]