Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20171120220818/@comment-30700719-20171130210849

My eyes widened at the situation in front of me. Reacting on instinct, I raised the Raging Judge revolver in my right holster and fired six loads of buckshot into the mysterious attacker's head. Like a flash, the cylinder rolled out, dumping the six used shells. In two movements, the cylinder was reloaded, and flicked back into the housing. Supporting my firing hand with my left hand, I sent six slugs barreling into the thing's chest. Now, those rounds had enough power to punch through about an inch of solid steel, mind you.