Snippet #1944516

(Rolled 15. Hit.)

As Ryunosuke spoke, a loud crack tore through the air, cutting him off mid sentence. Aster smirked, watching as her shot tore a deep gash along his leg. She had overcompensated for her weapon's recoil again, but she'd still hit him.

"Quit your posturing, Artomidian murderer, and die quietly. I'm in no mood to listen to a headstrong idiot flaunting his stupidity," Aster hissed, her voice rendered somewhat dull and distorted by her helmet. As she spoke, she started lining up her next shot. The spearman would probably come at her now, which meant she'd need to be ready.

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A quiet whirr sounded out over the city as 10 shapes darted across rooftops, shooting over the rubble-filled streets with an inhuman agility. Aerionelle checked her jump pack's fuel. It would last long enough to get to the evacuation point. There was just a little way left to go. If they could just stay ahead of the Stratian airforce blockade, then they'd be home free. They just had to outrun their pursuers a little longer. Just a little longer...!