"I can fire at those," Connor stated as he got out his pistol. Which...was slow with reloading. Fucking flint locks. But he had loads of arrows. Connor had researched sweet spots on most of the bots Eggman had on the ground. Hopefully he can figure here. If not, he had his trusty old tomahawk. If they were going head first right into enemy fray, he was going to be swift and quick. Ignoring his wound on his side for now.