Jackie Dredson
Jackie felt a wry smile stretch across his face as he saw his bullets graze. She seemed to be gettin' tired, that was for sure. And they had numbers on their side, always a huge advantage in any attack. And the little goblin was dead, and the key on the ground. Someone needed to get that... ah, screw it, someone else could get it
He reloaded, 24 bullets left in his pouch. He was gonna need to refill back on the ship, that was for sure. He aimed, emptying his lungs, and fired 12 times, putting a few seconds in between each six bullets to try and keep her from blowing them all away. Might not work, but couldn't hurt to try. With that done, he surveyed the battlefield for wounds. Luckily, everyone seemed in working order at the moment. Count your blessings, alright.