Royal took a sigh of relief as he rose up, sitting on his knees and crawling forward. His sword disappeared from his hands as he moved forward, falling onto his chest and weakly reaching for his Wingman, which was only a few inches away now. "Just had to drop it earlier.." Royal said, a bit annoyed at himself as he finally found the grip and aimed the barrel at Tywinn. He fired off the eight bullets in the clip, as quickly as he could