The click echoed around the rocks.
Slag!
Callista
rolled away, pulling back the slide of her rifle. The bullet was
lodged in the chamber with a dent on the butt of the casing. She
heard the alert among the Renegade band below as her claws went to
work removing the dead bullet. Precious seconds ticked by as she put
her gun to rights. Normally, she would have blended back and waited
for another opportunity, but time was of the essence. So she took the
risk and lifted enough from the rocks to take her shot, faith in her
gun.
BANG!
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