[His precision feels natural, even if using the gun is anything but. Still, what difficulty was there to this, when it is essentially pointing and shooting. Barnabas waits to see what comes of Cid's own firing, and no wound follows, though his aim seems to be lacking.
Or was it courage? Either way.
After a moment, Barnabas aims at the others possessed of his likeness, cocking the gun and firing at them. Once more, no pain.
So again, he cocks, aims, fires. Neck, head, heart, bellyβall hurting him not. There are only a couple left, and Cid's besides, but little do they know they have but seconds to complete the task...]
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Or was it courage? Either way.
After a moment, Barnabas aims at the others possessed of his likeness, cocking the gun and firing at them. Once more, no pain.
So again, he cocks, aims, fires. Neck, head, heart, bellyβall hurting him not. There are only a couple left, and Cid's besides, but little do they know they have but seconds to complete the task...]