[b][center][h1][color=fff257]ACION[/color][/h1]
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Acion was caught by complete surprise.

Such recoil...

The gun immediately shot up 30 degrees into the air after a few shots were fired. And it would have continued even further if his finger kept gluing itself to the trigger. Right after the shots, Acion could feel his hand numbing a little bit due to how powerful the gun's mechanic had shaken him. 

Acion took a few minutes resting before trying again. The same result. 

Why? He was standing pretty much in perfect stances, having a solid base, leaning slightly forward, and holding it tightly, but not too tight. And yet the gun had retaliated so hard he couldn't keep it where he wanted it to be, despite the effort. The answer lied not only in stances, but in raw strength in itself. Putting it simply, Acion was not strong enough to handle it yet. 

[color=fff257]'Well, I guess I'm not fated to use you yet.'[/color]

But he would return later. When his training with the armor his sister bought him. And then he would use it again. And next time he would master it.

Putting the thing back in its original place, the winged boy continued to look in awe at the infrastructure of the gymnasium. It was indeed extraordinary to be able to use such equipment. He quietly repented himself for not trying any other of the simulations here. It looked awesome and very educational. Something that he would definitely require to enhance his skills and strength. 

He would return here after school. For sure.