Odd hale shot by gwenpool

Gwen stood behind the Stitcher, a ways off, with a single pistol in her hands. The Stitcher turned, and spoke. “And then, there was one.”

The gravity stopped pressing on my back as the other fighters turned back towards Gwen, but I couldn’t muster the strength to get back up.

“Come on!” said Gwen, eyes flicking from one to the other. “You’re not so tough.”

Chuuya smirked. “We’ll still be enough for you,” he said, before raising a hand and cratering the ground just in front of her.

Gwen leapt back, kept Hale from jumping at her with a few well-placed shots. They didn’t hurt him, but it staggered him enough for her to jump back and duck behind a pillar. She reloaded, turned, and ducked another spiked-ball swing from Fourze that broke the pillar’s top.