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"Only you can use this thing."
This was Colin's only thought after seeing the 'gun' Malin was fiddling with.
Four-barreled, double-trigger, large gauge shotgun, double-trigger double-action, two shots at once, and if you pull the triggers all the way it would be four shots. With Colin's strength at 8, he wouldn't dare to use this thing—the young man felt if he used this thing, a wrist fracture would be the least of his concerns. The uncontrollable recoil could potentially send the heavy lump flying backward until it makes some undesireable contact with his entire face.
The bridge of his nose? It would have been a comminuted fracture before that.
"And isn't this gun a bit... heavy?"
