OoC: Sorry if I've been taking a long time to reply, I've been super busy with a freshman theatre production, and haven't had much free time.

BiC: Nafien was startled by the gynshot, but had not shown his thoughts. Zak had made a critical error in firing off an unneccesary shot into the floorboards. It was meant to intimidate, but to a blind fighter, it only revealed the man's weapon. Nafien couldn't tell if he had another gun, or swords, but their movement and the sound of his equipment would tell him.
"How is it that humans can be so very ignorant?" Nafien mused, as he gripped the hilts of his scimitars. Nafien whispered the blades' incantation, and instantly, they roared to life. Now people were fleeing the bar in fear, they knew that there would be bloodshed.
Nafien swung across with the Hellkeeper, and as he expected, Zak ducked. Nafien then punched Zak in the jaw with the hilt of Sparkszan, and while the man was dazed, Nafien jumped up and vaulted off of his opponent's back. He made his way to the door, and slipped through, barely escaping the bullet that splintered the doorframe an inch from his head.