As the command echoed and Senbei launched into action, Mossy came up to eye level, the firing routine cycled, and the trigger squeezed. It almost felt like I had stepped back and let a machine do it all. Mossy thundered, kicking as hard as ever as the Backlash round bolted from the barrel. Kunzite's shield flashed to intercept it but cracked from the force of the impact. At the same time, my right hand was already cycling the action, loading the next round before I had even compensated for the climbing effects of recoil.

The second shot was away and I was going for the third before Kunzite even had presence enough to stumble into the mad dash around the corner, leaping into the air to try and fly. I advanced as I let the third round fly, trying to keep him in the line of sight, intent on showing the asshole just how fucking far he'd crossed the line.

The third round connected, and the shield made a rather spectacular display of breaching, sounding like crunching gravel as the round punched a hole through it. Unfortunately, it missed striking Kunzite himself. A fourth round cycled and ripped free before I even realized the third wasn't even a Backlash.