Jordan ran forward, his finger on the trigger. It was bad trigger discipline to keep the finger on the trigger, as it was to point at something that wasn't going to be shot at. Jordan didn't give a fuck about trigger discipline. Jordan pointed his rifle forward, and shouted. "LET'S GO MOTHER FUCKER!" he said as he stopped just two feet in front of Raelis.

The vampire didn't wait a second to pull the trigger, and as soon as he did the hammer fell forward with a click. His pistol did not fire a round- there was no magazine inside.