Jericho hadn't been waiting this whole time however. His wraith and he acted in their own accord. He was a gunslinger, trained from birth to sling hard caliber, to destroy all who opposed him in a hail of lead like no other shooter to come before him. The gun would be up and pointed at the shotgun, his right hand fanning the hammer back.
BOOM BOOM.
Either the shotgun would be heavily damaged or destroyed from the massive lead blasts, his gun turning faster than eyes could blink, this time at the taunting woman across the way.
BOOM.
He had aimed to blast the taunting girl's throat out, leaving her to drown in her own gagging stream of life fluid, the gun a flash in the torrent of blackness the wraith brought with it. Things grew murky within the bar, hard to focus on...
The section in bold is the auto-hitting part of the post. If he didn't give her a chance to move out of the way....
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