Slaughter Gulch

Crouching, you race across the saloon as bullets whiz by overhead, smashing glass bottles and splintering floorboards. You leap behind a pickle-barrel and hear the twang of the native's bone-handled knife as it thuds into the wall just overhead.

Popping up, you catch Muttonchops in the shoulder with a hipshot spins him out of his stool and sends him crashing into the bar. The native races outside before you can get a bead on him.