By Vonnacht Gunshots echoed across the plains. creating a staccato beat as round after round slammed home. The wooden target splintered and cracked as round after round slammed into it. His magazine empty, Von strode forward and inspected his aim. The slugs had buried themselves quite deeply into the ruin behind the target. The khorium jacketed rounds were Consortium engineered, and Von hoped to bring them back to Azeroth, but first a field test was in order... The bullets would sell, he thought, but first he'd need them to deal with a certain druid...