Spike emptied his gun at the man who'd attacked him, the rounds striking true, but doing no noticeable damage: two rounds pass straight through to shatter a plate glass window.
"Time to die, Cowboy!" The man roared; his teeth elongated, his strangely deformed forehead surrounding yellow eyes.
"Ed no think so." The youngest member of the Bebop's crew leapt threw the air and kicked the man backwards. He landed on a wooden crate that shattered, sending a wooden stake through his heart.
He exploded into a cloud of dust.
"Well I'll be." Jet blinked, "Never figured I'd get to see a Vampire Slayer in action..."