The instant Mr. Wolff let his arrows fly he was already getting another ready.  He heard the distinct sound of his arrows hitting metal and asphalt as he rushed toward the bottom of the fire escape.  Using one hand to vault the railing while the other continued to hold the bow and arrow firmly.  He sailed over the edge and landed safely with a thud on the ground.  He looked up just in time to see the man burst from the cloud of smoke running upward.  He shrouded himself with his leather jacket as if protecting against the rain.  

Wolff quickly pulled a second arrow and notched it, aiming this new explosive tipped arrow of death directly at the fool.  The explosion would be danger close as impact would be mere feet away above him.  Wolff let the arrow fly and immediately took several large steps back until he felt the wall against his back.