The range is six metres, the target unobstructed. He can draw, aim and fire in less than a second. Luciel wears his boltgun, an oiled black pit bull of a weapon, in his thigh holster. Adrenaline spikes to heighten an already formidable reaction time. Transhuman responses are already there, unbidden. For a nanosecond, the figure registers to Luciel as an unknown, a threat. "The Word Bearer is almost unrecognisable.
Relevant to the combat and reaction speed of characters.
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