Inhale, and pull the trigger. That was all it took. Aiming the rifle at Ambessa, and shooting. It wasn’t physically hard. But the enforcer holding a gun to your head didn’t help clear your mind.

Ambessa’s sniper, found and made to kill her lover. What good would you do the enforcer after you shot her. While you pretended to line up your shot you pulled a dagger from your chestplate.

Quickly turning and stabbing the enforcer in the thigh. Quickly shooting with your rifle. A rifle that wasn’t meant for close range… blood everywhere.

Leaving the rifle and running from your high point. You run to the makeshift battle ground. Armed with a dagger and a pistol. Running for Ambessa. Dead enforcers left and right.

She didn’t look half bad covered in blood. Sticking the dagger into the neck of an enforcer trying to sneak up behind her. A flash of her wolfish grin as she continues her massacre.