Aren refrained from clapping, determined not to be shown up as he rested the rifle against his shoulder. Looking into the scope, he lined the red reticule up with the target and smirked. "Say goodbye, you paper bastard," he muttered as he pulled the trigger, bringing the weapon roaring to life.<br/><br/>"Beat that," he said, chuckling as the shards of paper floated lazily towards the floor.