Shito attached his hand onto his wrist also, the skin melding with only a small scar for a seam. A revolver emerged through his palm and he caught it in his left hand, pointing it at the servo-corpse. A chain ran from the gun to his right wrist, forming a circlet like a handcuff around the wrist.
Without a moment's hesitation, he cocked the gun and fired three times. At this range, he could scarcely miss, and the bullets hit the corpse in the head.
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Without a moment's hesitation, he cocked the gun and fired three times. At this range, he could scarcely miss, and the bullets hit the corpse in the head.