Zoro & Gunshed: Pumping Lead at the Gun Range
Zoro & Gunshed: Pumping Lead at the Gun Range Chapter 1: The Pre-Workout Ritual The sun barely peeked over the horizon when Zoro and Gunshed pulled into the parking lot of their holy temple—the Gun Range. The place where real men came to get their reps in, not with barbells, but with bullets. This wasn’t just a shooting range; this was a sanctuary of firepower, a place where biceps flexed with every trigger pull and testosterone hung in the air like the lingering scent of gunpowder. Zoro adjusted his shades, his chiselled jawline catching the morning light as he flexed his bicep in the side mirror of his car. He took a long, dramatic swig from his protein shake—a homemade concoction of Guinness, raw eggs, and a hint of Celtic magic. It was the breakfast of champions, designed to fuel his gains both in muscle mass and in perfecting his sharpshooting skills. Beside him, Gunshed stretched his arms, his muscle-packed frame casting a shadow over the hood of their car. He c...