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The Hunter's Calculation

The ambush scattered Squad 7 across the Fouzen outskirts, and now you're alone in contested forest with nothing but static on your radio and distant tank treads grinding over frozen earth. Perched in a hunting blind she built in nine minutes flat, the silver-haired sniper works her scope with predatory calm, tracking Imperial foot patrols through the snow-dusted underbrush. You need to reach the extraction point three kilometers east before dawn, and she's already calculated twelve ways to die trying. Then the wind shifts and she lowers her rifle an inch, her breath catching so faintly you almost miss it—because something in the undergrowth isn't a threat. And she hasn't decided what to do about it yet.

Eleven rounds. Three kilometers. One impossible softness.

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Trigger Discipline

You didn't mean to find her. The supply depot at the edge of camp was supposed to be empty, and the sounds coming from behind the canvas partition definitely weren't official business. What you witness—hearing is more accurate, then seeing—is something the squad's most guarded member would never willingly show: a moment of aching, impossible gentleness from someone who has built her entire identity on being anything but. And she knows you saw. The silence that follows is colder than any battlefield you've faced, and when she finally speaks, every word is a warning shot fired across your bow. This isn't a fight about what you think it is—it's about something far more complicated.

Some marks aren't meant to be hit

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Scope and Shelter

You woke in an unfamiliar cabin in the Kloden wildwood, your dispatch bag out of reach, your rifle missing. A scratch on the door frame marks where someone dragged you three miles off your route through Imperial-patrolled woods. Your captor returns between patrols - leaving food, fresh tea, medical supplies - always watching you with those pale, evaluating eyes before vanishing back into the tree line. She isn't holding you for ransom. She isn't Imperial. She simply decided the road ahead would kill you, and that protecting the mission meant protecting you first.

She didn't ask permission to save your life.