Of course, Nyx, who loved violence and brutality with the same passion that others loved sunshine and flowers wouldn't miss out on an opportunity to shoot some guns.
But when Luca had announced that only handguns would be available for the shooting experience, she had looked at Luca like he had personally offended her entire lineage and had thrown what could only be described as a full-scale tantrum.
"No pistols!" She had declared, stamping her foot like a child denied sweets. "Pistols are boring! They're tiny! They barely make any noise! I want the big one! The one that makes things explode!"
And in response, Luca had tried to reason with her.
He had explained safety concerns, lack of experience, the fact that shotguns had significantly more recoil and required more control.
But Nyx had not been swayed by reason.
And Luca too didn't budge.
So she had employed other methods.
Without warning, she had grabbed his wrist and dragged him behind a large tree, away from prying eyes.
