"Well I certainly can -not- refuse the request of such a beautiful lady. Do hold on tightly now, madame."<br/><br/>And the horse slowed to a canter, making a semi-circle and finally halting. Relieving himself of the Dark Elf's grip, he dismounts and removes the rifle from the sling on the side of the horse. Laying the barrel across the beast's back, he begins to whistle softly as he peers through the scope, zoning in on the beasts coming closest to the straggler.<br/><br/>When he pulls the trigger, one might expect a mighty kick and loud report of a shell being fired... but instead, the rifle hardly moves, not a sound comign from the weapon as a trio of beams slice through the air toward their intended target.<br/><br/>(Using burst setting on the gun, CG. Going for the one nearest poor crazy-man there.)