Theodore
Theodore calmly pulled off his phone out of his eye and put it back in his pocket. Strangely enough, the hole was completely hollow and didn’t seem to bleed anything at all. Even stranger was that it closed, swirling back to its original shape.
The sleeping mask dropped back on his eyes and the demon nodded before walking up to the girl.
For a second, the world seemed to bend and contort around his fingertips, as if reality itself was being warped. It was a disgusting, eerie sight of something that simply should not be. And yet, for as short as it was, it was.
A grenade launcher appeared in Theodore’s hand, along with ten explosive rockets. They were neither summoned nor created. No, it was as if he had simply made them be, as if they were always there. It was no different than hacking into a game’s console to make certain items appear.
While talking, the demon locked and loaded one of the shells, moving slowly and deliberately as if to show the girl how to use the weapon.
“The RPG-7 is reloadable and based around a steel tube, 40 millimeters in diameter, 95.3 centimeters long, and weighing 7 kilograms. The middle of the tube is wood wrapped to protect the user from heat and the end is flared to assist in blast shielding and recoil reduction.
As with similar weapons, the grenade protrudes from the launch tubes. It is 40–105 millimeters in diameter and weighs between 2.0 and 4.5 kilograms. It is launched by a gunpowder booster charge, giving it an initial speed of 115 meters per second, and creating a cloud of light grey-blue smoke that can give away the position of the shooter. The rocket motor ignites after 10 meters and sustains flight out to 500 meters at a maximum velocity of 295 meters per second.
The grenade is stabilized by two sets of fins that deploy in-flight: one large set on the stabilizer pipe to maintain direction and a smaller front set to induce rotation. The grenade can fly up to 1,100 meters; the fuze sets the maximum range, usually 920 meters, like this.”
Then, he pointed the gun to a faraway parked car. For a second, he seemed to be smiling, only to pull the trigger and launch the grenade at full speed to the vacant vehicle. A massively loud, vibrant explosion decimated it along with its surroundings, enveloping it in flames of destruction.
Then, he turned to the girl and looked at her blankly, looking far less enthousiastic than when he fired the weapon.
“Any questions?”
