Not one to let his guard down just because his opponent has suddenly vanished into smoke, Eli's ready when the counterattack comes. He jerks his head to the side just enough to avoid the dagger that would have otherwise nailed him in the eye, but doesn't bother to avoid the second, which buries itself right below his collarbone.

He doesn't flinch. In fact, he doesn't bother to address it at all, undeterred in his goal to eliminate this problem before it gets any more disruptive than it already is. He keeps walking forward, toward the cloud, blindly firing another two bullets into it.