Rangemaster sat there behind the desk at the range, silently watching various soldiers walk in and out the range, either to customize their weapon or try their luck at shooting- and every time one soldier sucked at it, Rangemaster didn’t hesitate to roast them.

After another soldier shot, failed, and left, Rangemaster chuckled and muttered under his breath

”Wow he’s trash.. yeah Im aware the microphone is on, heh.”