"I'm sorry about us stealing the kill, I know you guys worked hard."
A sarcastic whisper resounded loud and clear just above an invisible man lying prone.
"…?!"
Shocked to his core, that man looked up.
He saw death.
Black eyes swirled, a mouth smiled, and twin swords descended onto him, emitting a similar black filled with Aether.
"RAPID RETREAT!"
He roared, his body springing away in a roll, barely dodging the swords that left two long gashes across his back.
"Ughh..."
As the Ranger struggled to stand up, blood continued to trickle from his wound. His augmented suit's force shield was broken and out of energy, rendering the suit unable to provide any sort of medical assistance.
