Sammy had never given much thought to magic needing aiming practice. She made a mental note to add the tidbit to her file on Daniel. It was a good thing to know.
She changed out her target, now in scraps on the floor at her feet, and put up a fresh one. It was the normal outline now, no face to destroy.
At her next reload break, she resumed the conversation with a yell. "How are you getting along with the team?"
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