[SPARTAN-023 notices the change in the winds. A good signal. It meant she was becoming sensible to the changes in wind direction and atmosphere in these practices. She also feels the elemental's hovering behind her, as they check the tree.
Even at a few meters of distance, the bullets were apart by whole inches of separation. Daisy removes her helmet to see the results by herself, wondering if steam had somehow hindered her visor's sight. But the result was the same.]
A sniper's heaven. [She repeats, muttering.] They hit the same spot as the cross-hairs.
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Even at a few meters of distance, the bullets were apart by whole inches of separation. Daisy removes her helmet to see the results by herself, wondering if steam had somehow hindered her visor's sight. But the result was the same.]
A sniper's heaven. [She repeats, muttering.] They hit the same spot as the cross-hairs.