Mid fight, you made a huge blunder. Unbeknownst to Dutch, you’d fallen in love with his technique of dual-wielding his pistols. You practiced on your own, and decided that this fight was the one where you’d show him what you learned!

Only… you totally screwed. On your left, the metal slammed back against your nail, causing you to stammer before eventually dropping it. The right pistol… well… you weren’t even sure what went from on that one. All you knew is that the next events were a blur as you got tackled, before Dutch finally stepped in to help.

With all your oppositions down, the smoke clearing… Dutch turned to you. “What the hell was that?”