Feign ducks back behind the makeshift cover to bandage his fingers with some tape consealed the quiver, He pulls pouch-tipped arrow from the quiver, this one has a pair of red "X"es on the side, shakily drawing and locking the bolt.  As he dashes between his position and Sarah's, he fires the pepper smoke arrow above the corner where the guards are taking cover.<br/><br/>The bolt hits the ceiling with a quiet pop.  The pepper gas is hazy from a distance, but not nearly enough to conceal the attackers.  Hopefully, the stinging in their eyes and noses would be enough to discourage their attack for a short time at least.<br/><br/>He kneels next to Sarah, looking at her wounds and searching through his small pouch of Tengu medecines with his still steady right hand.  Silently, he curses himself for not paying more attention during the medical studies.