Then she vanished.
“Do it.”
Sparrow sat in the corner, cleaning her rifle. XCOM 2- War of the Chosen
Fix laughed again—dry, broken, but alive. “You know what the Commander’s going to say? ‘Good work, Echo Unit. Now do it again.’” Then she vanished
“You came back for one man. One. In the calculus of war, that is irrational. Explain it to me.” cleaning her rifle. Fix laughed again—dry
Outside the viewport, the stars streaked by. And somewhere in the darkness below, the Assassin was licking her wounds, replaying every bullet, every word, every heartbeat.