A railgun is a beautiful thing.
Massive.
Broad.
Long.
Majestic, impressive, imposing...
Capable of bringing any target to their knees.
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"But it's really kinda overcompensating, isn't it?" Hahn noted, as Brad crumpled to the ground, a victim of Hahn's deadly instant death spells.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going home to sleep with my girlfriend." Hahn commented to Brad's corpse.
