What’s she looking at? Something even worse than the big red-headed guy with the blunderbuss? Or was she running away, and was suddenly immobilized by a cerebral hemorrhage?

Vic has an interesting strategy here. Don’t produce your own police-issued sidearm; no, hurl yourself at the guy whose weapon doesn’t require the sort of accuracy a pistol might require. Aim low, and angle your approach so you graze his right side, which puts him in position to club you in the back if your head with his rifle butt.