Mockingbird's kick does land, striking across the back of his thighs as Bullseye pushes to his feet.
"You bit- aarrrgh!"
Ali's bullet's were nowhere near him, but Bullseye's frustration over his mark running off again is making him sloppy. Turning away from Mockingbird briefly, he took a shot at the arms dealer without taking much time to aim.
Immediately, he returned his attention to Mockingbird, gun at eye level, hoping to get her before she recovered her step.
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