*Davin jumps to the side in the right time, barely... Davin's coat got a large hole blown between his body and his left arm.*
Davin: "Alright, I hate pricks..."
*Davin attempts to charge again but then doubles over with a sharp pain in his side... At the same time Jes jumps out, having heard the boom of the gun, cocks a shotgun at the stanger...*
Jes: "I wouldn't move if I were you..."