Her boots crush the rubble as she steps into the open, the silence before the storm pressing against her chest. "I’ve already lost too many… I won’t lose again." Her rifle rises, the cold gleam of her optics locking onto her target without a shred of doubt. "You don’t understand… my burden demands your end." The roar of gunfire drowns out the weight of her past—turning pain into a relentless storm of bullets.
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