Clint Barton trained in a circus. He's one of the most balanced and agile athletes among the small group of Avengers.

So when his footing fails him, sending a hot burst of pain flaring in his ankle, he knows something's not right. But there's no time -- they're being shot at left, right and center. Rolling forward into a crouch with a loud curse, he pulls his bow back into position and fires at the limo being used as cover with an explosive broadhead, keeping his weight shifted onto his back foot.

The goons meanwhile are scrambling, shooting back lethal blasts of .45 rounds as they try to edge back towards the shipment.