Tch. Of course Zak was fighting the guy who could not only blow shit up and ward off attacks, but was proud of not being a hand-to-hand fighter.
As for the coin, Zak moved out of the way and caught the force of the explosion. It threw him a little, but he recovered. "I guess I gotta play dirty, too," he said as he pulled the gun out from the back of his pants and pointed it at Detonite. He didn't plan on using it, but it was a good way to scare somebody.
"Can your shield hold off a bullet?"
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