Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140714235527/@comment-5583506-20140716020040

His steady grip had been trained for years. He could hold his breath for increased aim for about two minutes and switch between his targets.

He pulled the trigger and one of the raving maniacs fell to the ground with a gaping hole in her chest. He switched to the next target, pulled the trigger and another one dropped as he had run into an invisible wall.

During the time he did this he was stone faced and as inhuman like a machine, feeling no regret or remorse for each and every foe he dropped to the ground.