"Blind men aren't exactly fantastic at shooting, I thought? Though I knew one. A monk in the fighting pits. Gods, he pissеd me off at times, but he was my mentor. The Six give him rest, he was a good guy." [i]Isabella lowered the revolver, smiling to herself shortly. It turned out that Isabella had some tales, if Star dared to go in.[/i] "So, what now? Rifles, I think they're called? ...Hell. I need a rifle-axe. Ha! Imagine that, a rifle-axe."