[i]The Marshal pulled the block of ice-gun in front of the icicle and let it pierce through, shattering the block into pieces and allowing them to fall on the dirt and grass beneath him. There was some sort of glint in his eyes just then, one which enabled something within him. [/i] [b]Processing command… TagSight.exe: Active [/b] [i]The Techno-Cowboy had locked onto his opponent, much like a missile launcher finds its target on a helicopter as it flew. His arm was guided towards the chest of his opponent without even forcing JT to look at him, before he fired a trifecta of .44 rounds in rapid succession, each shot trailing progressively upwards and towards the head of JT's opponent, who he didn't even know the name of. [/i]