Step 2: Tactical Reallocation

While the pirate was busy threatening the hapless and shirtless young man, Tsan slipped to her feet, moving behind the tall half-elf and with all the care of a new parent holding their firstborn child, eased the revolver free.

Opening the cylinder, she counted the rounds. Six bullets, not nearly enough, but Tsan supposed it would have to do. She snapped the cylinder back into place, no longer caring about volume. The pirate began to turn, hearing the noise but unable to place it as belonging to his own weapon.