Chapitre 124: Expert Precision

"Are you planning on staring into space all day while we use up all the ammunition or what?" asked Achara while playing with Xavier's springy brown curls as he stood there blankly.

Snapping out of his daze after reminiscing about all that had occurred up until that point, Xavier then nudged Zack, who had stood beside him the entire time. The nerdy youth seemed to be using him as cover to avoid having to train his aim, which was clear as day.

Then, upon receiving stern looks from everyone who had turned towards him, he tried to weasel his way out by trying to get them to pity him.

"It hurts my wrists and forearms when I use them. They already hurt enough from typing all day, working hard, and training. Can I maybe...."

"No," all 4 of his companions interrupted in unison, not caring in the slightest.