From the opposite side of the valley a breeze blew gently through the grass and weeds of a nearby cliff ledge. It was quiet there and calm, a few crickets chirped merrily and here and there a bird twittered aloud. Nothing was disturbed and nothing was out of place it seemed. It was just another calm breeze moving through the plants and valley around.
Betna swapped through his vision cycles a few more times as he lay on the ground. He was completely still, moving only ever so slightly as he breathed slow and quietly. Across the valley, he had been watching the pair as they'd moved along. They seemed oblivious to their surroundings and appeared more interested in each other, if Betna had read their body language correctly. It reminded him a bit of himself and Anija to an extent, though they made sure they kept aware of their surroundings.
Especially in enemy territory.
He lined up the scope of his
Muun'bevin rifle on the woman, the Twi'lek that had made it to the top ledge. It was a simple enough shot, easy to take and deliver. Betna adjusted for distance and wind, carefully checking his accuracy. The
Taozin amulet he wore around his neck blurred him in the Force, making him very difficult to detect, something he was very happy to have nowadays as the Mandos seemed to only fight Force users, especially because it appeared that was what he was up against once more.
Betna finished the minute calculations needed and waited. He synced his heartbeat and breathing until they were matched. When the breathing stopped naturally between breaths and the lull between heartbeats met at the same moment, the weapon fired.
A .50 caliber, energy enveloped slug burst from the rifle and roared downrange. If it hit, it would rend limbs from bodies and turn flesh into scraps of gore.
[member="Luminara Rikanati"] [member="Ballen-Ist"]
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