This shouldn't be possible, who's even shooting? Donnie's mind tries to reason out. He can't help but stare when he sees Shaw essentially split into two, one that's reacted to him and another caught up in whatever sort of a predicament is trying to materialize.

"Wait, what-?" he starts, but at her warning he does so. He's never experienced one but he knows what a flashbang is enough to not want to get caught off guard by it. He can hear his kneepads squish in the puddle beneath him as he tucks his head down, arms and hands curling over his head as he braces himself.