Goldy had been prepared for the violent kick-back and a certain level of inaccuracy, so she's pretty happy with the hundred percent hit ratio. The weapon's not such a brute after all. It just needs the handling that only a true markswoman can provide.

"That wasn't luck," she remarks, reading Makita's train of thought and rewarding it with an eye-roll.

"But okay."

She shrugs and steadies herself once more. A different target is selected this time. And after a few seconds, another clattering volley of shots is released.