Lim- Bullet Fire

"I'm sure it has a ceiling," said Lim. "We aren't outside. Here."

Lim pointed one of Taranturoo's claws at the sky and shot a bullet. It went straight up.

"Why did you do that?" asked Keerthi.

"In perfect conditions, Taranturoo's artillery fire can travel about twelve-thousand feet and or however many meters that would be into the air. The round I fired has a tracker in it. I'll know how high the ceiling is once it makes contact."

"How long will that take?" asked Keerthi.

"From the moment I fired, about one minute. But…"

Lim paused.

"JUROR," said Lim. "Move away from where you are standing."

"It would be more artistic if you didn't," said Chili.

JUROR moved.

"Farther," said Lim.

"Take another step," said Chili, "And you are selling out."

JUROR sold out.

Seconds later, a controlled blast no larger than a controlled blast that was no smaller than a comparatively small controlled blast blasted controllably precisely at the space where JUROR had been standing.

"You couldn't have used a bullet that didn't explode?" asked JUROR.

"I don't have any bullets that don't explode," said Lim.

- Chapter 11: The VIP Room