[It wasn't like Sam was exactly hard to spot, what with the cape and suit and all. And two lessons didn't make you an expert, but it was at least enough for her to know how to aim and fire a gun. And at least these brightly-colored ones didn't kick nearly as much as a real one did.
He was holding still. That made things easy.
Silently, Rosella took aim, squeezed the trigger, and sent a dart flying toward the back of Sam's neck.]
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He was holding still. That made things easy.
Silently, Rosella took aim, squeezed the trigger, and sent a dart flying toward the back of Sam's neck.]