Elias looked through the sniper scope, aiming for the Frost Queen. His fingers rested on the trigger. With the dense frost storm, his sight wasn't clear. Lilian was also moving a lot while killing his clones, which made it harder to aim.
Every few seconds, Elias had to readjust the rifle. And every time he did, it became useless again as the Frost Queen moved.
He tried to keep his emotions in control, to not grow impatient. Even the most perfect weapon was useless if the person using it wasn't good enough. He didn't want to miss the target because of his impatience.
He adjusted the aim again. This time, he didn't aim directly at her. Instead, he aimed for an empty space near her, as if predicting her next movement based on her recent movements and the presence of his remaining clones.
Once he settled down, he took a deep breath and started waiting for the right time.
