[First that Ryuki person, and now this Reika person too? Not having the slightest idea of what in the world she is talking about puts Saito at a disadvantage, but whatever she meant by that passing comment is of little importance right now.
He can't tear neither his eye nor his aim from the direction of the noises, adrenalin also kicking in and accelerating the hammering of his heart. Still, he merely waits, watching. Watching that massive snout protruding from the bushes. Watching the beast give a startled cry as the other monster leaps in front of it.
Until the moment the beast — a boar, he recognizes — makes a haphazard start, a wild dash past Mizuki's legs. Saito wastes no time thinking (or waiting anymore), and pulls the trigger in reflex. Whether the creature will rush behind or in front of Mizuki makes no difference; the boar's head isn't even the exact height where he is aiming, neither is it what he's aiming at.]
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He can't tear neither his eye nor his aim from the direction of the noises, adrenalin also kicking in and accelerating the hammering of his heart. Still, he merely waits, watching. Watching that massive snout protruding from the bushes. Watching the beast give a startled cry as the other monster leaps in front of it.
Until the moment the beast — a boar, he recognizes — makes a haphazard start, a wild dash past Mizuki's legs. Saito wastes no time thinking (or waiting anymore), and pulls the trigger in reflex. Whether the creature will rush behind or in front of Mizuki makes no difference; the boar's head isn't even the exact height where he is aiming, neither is it what he's aiming at.]