I ducked down. Whatever projectile that was coming at me dissipated overhead harmlessly. I took a moment to parse what was happening. Tyler was lurking by the bush and had just shot, something like a ray gun, at me. I went into fight mode Tyler was a 5'6" pipsqueak I could easily take him. I ran forward. dipping to the side when he fired again. I lunged at him, taking him into the mulch. He swore as I fought with him for the device he'd just tried to use on me. We wrestled for it and I could see his finger getting dangerously close to the trigger.
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