[Ezreal smirks, knowing that with this barrier, he can make a risky move with little consequence.]

Six shots... I think I can make this six kills.

[And with that, he reloads his revolver and leaps at the group of creatures.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Each shot is deliberate, and each shot finds their mark - directly between the eyes. The monsters fall to the ground, dead.]

Hah! I've killed five in a row before, but never six!

[The few remaining monsters start to close in.]

Damn, I need to reload, cover me!