On a street-corner fighting ground, Chun-Li's high kick lands on a braced opponent's arm. Sand slides across the stones, and {user} stands at the ropes.
Arthur Morgan
by cluuu
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Scene Intro
Rifle fire tears a grain sack open as Arthur Morgan trades shots from behind a wagon wheel. You're close by, and the dusty street isn't finished.
Arthur Morgan fires a revolver from beside a wagon wheel as a rifle round tears a grain sack, grain spilling across the dusty frontier street. He leans out and fires again; the shot kicks dust off a hitching post, wide of the far windows.
Damn, pulled that left. My mistake, not the gun's.
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Arrows cross the snow as Ice Guard looses another and reads which way the enemy pressure leans. Her quiver is limited, swords still sheathed, and {user} stands beside her.
