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... I-nG, Ting, PUFF!" The pistol flew out of her hand as smoke emanated from the end of the barrel.
"Ow..." Fumeko wriggled her hand. The brown flintlock pistol lied in the grass before Arabella picked it up with a scowl over her face.
"Alright, now give me an actual bullet!" Fumeko turned with a hop.
Arabella’s eyes glazed over and she signalled with one hand.
"I only know a little, I can’t figure all that out!"
"She’s saying, you should’ve held tha ...
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