BOOM!
The gun in my hands spat out fire, sending an overaccelerated slug right into one of the concentration points of the enemy cavalry. To the side, the side pellets showered down a brave man who attempted to charge me up.
The look of momentary shock that froze on his face when the pellets broke both of his eyes and generously peppered his entire body…
I tensed my lips by pressing them together.
The battle was never a nice thing to see. Not when it happened anywhere else but on a TV screen. But seeing the expression of shock, fear, surprise, and disappointment all freeze on a young, handsome face…
Unwilling to fight the battle with a sense of guilt atop the physical battle raging all around, I averted my eyes and focused on the situation in general instead.
