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He had to dedicate a lot of time in the future for practice. He could hit a stationary target at ten feet, but if the distance increased, or the target was moving, a successful hit would be through luck more than skill. That was even with his AI helping as much as it could with predictive tracking and wind calculations. He still had to pull the trigger, and he jerked the weapon enough that even the best AI could only get him in the general vicinity. The skill exchange was later that evening, and Matt and Liz were in their combat clothes. Armor for Liz and his usual form fitting clothes for Matt. The skill exchange was both a place to get new skills and a place to show off the ones you had. Seven arenas would be available with both referees and healers on standby. The event was more da

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