In that moment, Rafael opened up with his pistol. I joined him a split second later, squeezing the trigger of my Savalette Guardian. I was still aiming at the leader of the cultists, but in that split second he’d already reacted, throwing himself to the side in response to Rafael’s gunfire and the collapse of the man next to him. In addition, I wasn’t used to the recoil of my acquired weapon. It kicked violently as it spit out three slugs in rapid-fire succession, jerking my hands back and throwing off my aim.