——We've been spotted.
A shiver of terror and understanding raced across his scalp before doubt could take hold and spread, as the countdown reached zero.
With a full pull of the trigger, twelve beams of laser erupted from the completed magical formation behind him into the reception conversion port, reconverted into one hundred and eighty million kilowatts of electrical energy. The separated positrons, after being accelerated and focused, burst from the barrel, filling Roland's vision with a bright light that not even the glare-proof scope could diminish.
As positrons possess a negative electrical property, they would suffer from dispersion loss during their progression, a characteristic that remained unchanged even as they traveled at speeds of 300,000 kilometers per second. Thus, the positron beam fired wouldn't leave a straight trail of light in the air like lasers or charged Particle Cannons.
