Xio killed a few low level enemies in the field, feeling out the weight of his new guns. They were heavier than he'd expected. Then again, they were a part of this world, and made to feel real. He had just reached a degree of comfort that he felt was suitable when he heard loud footsteps behind him. Too loud to be one of the small creatures he'd been making his targets before. He took two steps and dove behind a nearby rock, just narrowly dodging a massive sword that thudded into the ground behind him.<br/><br/>In his wake stood the four Giants that he had evaded back in the town. The one with the Cockney accent laughed and pointed at him with one meaty finger, lifting his sword over his shoulder with the other. "'Er's th' little runt now. 'Idin' as usual, seems." He was joined in his laughter by his comrades, who seemed perfectly fine with bullying the Treasure Hunter. "Y'know, mate... I could relly go f'some o' that gold you been earnin' back in the town. You 'and it o'er an' me mates 'n I might just let you go." He raised his sword in one hand and drew a line across the his throat with the other.<br/><br/>Now Xio had to think. This wasn't the first time he'd been cornered by multiple foes in a PVP situation, but he was barely more than a newb. These guys were only as geared as he was, but they had numbers and false confidence. He peered around the rock and though of the many different ways he could end this scenario without getting torn to shreds and looted for his pathetic purse. He popped off a couple of blind fire shots, the bullets missing their targets entirely. Gunfire thundered through the otherwise quiet area. "Back off, asshole. I'm not afraid of you or your cronies. I suggest you split before I have to pump all of you full of lead. And your loot looks better mine. I mean, that is one fine pair of boots you have there. It'd be a shame to lose 'em  just because you had to look tough in front of your girlfriends." He reloaded his left pistol while he taunted them, still crouched with his back to the rock. He took a second to consult his HUD for information about his skills. There it was, his saving grace. He'd have to be quick, and with no auto aim, he'd have to be precise with each shot. He took a deep breath and cursed the wind, wishing he had some back up.