AVALON
"Aim."
I pointed the barrel towards the large, six-foot-four male standing far away from my position on the ground. Through the spy hole, I got a clear point at his head.
"Fire!."
On Birdie's command I pushed on the trigger, the loud bang that would normally come with a bullet is missing from this. The silencer works wonders. My body only moves a little from the force, I watch as his head is speared open by the sharp end of the bullet. The cardboard falls flat on its back, and I laugh. That was fun.
"Woo! There you go! Now, I'm gonna bring up another one. Let's see what you can do without instructions, and then we'll move to close-range guns."
I nodded, pulling away from the gun to blink. Clearing up a bit of my vision that was starting to fog up. I returned my optics back to
