Tonnaris

His pistol barked in the night flashing brightly for a second leaving a painful after flare in his eyes, he ignored it and fired again, the pistol was a long slender thing reminisce of the flintlocks of ancient times save for the small revolving drum that held half a dozen rounds. He looked to his left to see Osaka they'd been finishing off the delivery bringing the last of the goods they'd transported into the warehouse when he lights had been cut. Osaka had a similar pistol smaller though it had less stopping power than his own. "Get down!" His hand flashed out dragging the younger man down behind a heavily steel bound crate as a volley o