Regardless of whether or not he hit his target dead-on, the fact of the matter is that if said target had been a human or a monster or some other creature, they would most definitely be dead now. Irahl is rewarded for his excellent stable shooting with a whoop and excited clapping from Kneecap, which is quickly joined by some additional good-natured applause from Vincent.
"...He got it, right?" the larger man mutters.
"Yeah!" Kneecap confirms, laughing, "New record!"
And then Kneecap suddenly detaches, because he realizes he can leave this scene and go scampering over to examine the piece of rubble that's fallen to the ground. Once again, Vincent and Irahl are suddenly left alone for a moment.
"Now that's impressive," Vincent adds, "Can't see, but I know how fuckin' heavy that thing is."
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"...He got it, right?" the larger man mutters.
"Yeah!" Kneecap confirms, laughing, "New record!"
And then Kneecap suddenly detaches, because he realizes he can leave this scene and go scampering over to examine the piece of rubble that's fallen to the ground. Once again, Vincent and Irahl are suddenly left alone for a moment.
"Now that's impressive," Vincent adds, "Can't see, but I know how fuckin' heavy that thing is."