Amelia sucked in a deep breath and fired. Her first shot struck a yellow balloon, but her second one hit a red.
"Just a lucky shot," Emmeline muttered bitterly under her breath. She lined up her pistol and took a shot, only to curse when her first shot hit the board, missing the balloons by a mile.
"Then maybe you have very unlucky shots," Aiden muttered under his breath, just loud enough for Emmeline to hear. She turned and scowled at him, sneering. If this gun fired real bullets, Aiden might even have one through his skull for that comment.
Nevertheless, Emmeline soon turned her attention back to the board. She chewed on her bottom lip, aimed, and fired two shots in succession. This time, her first bullet hit a green one, the second a red one.
This time, she smiled, satisfied. With that, Emmeline's points were ahead of Amelia's. She looked smugly over at Amelia's side only to see that her cousin wasn't even paying her any attention.
