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โ La discrรฉtion est conseillรฉe.
โ De la vie ร la mort.
Le loup s'en va et les mouches entrent aussi.
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Loba had gone and made her presence known to the devilโs offspring and the unfortunate soul who accompanied it. Kazuya had begun to advance, only to be halted by the likes ofโฆ A winged woman? Most +
But she canโt hide from her forever.
A static would reach the earโs of @ShiftingThief, โNous avons de la compagnieโTheyโll be only a minor inconvenience. Stay alert.โ Before the comm line went silent.
Reloading her firearm, the widow breathed a breathe cold and lifeless. +
If only Sombra could be as tactful as Loba. How fascinating. #0๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐๐
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"And so you've finally decided to unveil yourself, Diablo.~"
ยคLoba was standing right beside @Bourrexu who ended the life of those pathetic worms not worthy of the title or to be called a Soldier. Poor souls have no significant value
โLe Diable a touchรฉ le sol, le chien noir montre ses crocs et maintenant... Un loup va-t-il apparaรฎtre?โ Widowmaker scanned the wreckage, following the silhouette and projected location of @Lightning_Deity.
How courteous it was for him to carry their+
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Another desired that personally.
A voice would drift into the earpiece of @MishimasDevil, a curt voice curved by a clear accent. โThe bird has landed, 1 klick to your rightโฆโ Widow rose to her heeled feet, assessing the situation with a passive gaze.
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Comme il est simple de supprimer les obstacles inutiles.
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Ah, magnifique.
Like rats to a trap, they intended to scatter, to run from their burning coffin. Alas there was no such reprieve for such trivial lives as those, and even more unfortunate +
Visor, a bullet between the eyes for the both of these nuisances.
Consider it the spiderโs kindness, to kill its prey and spare it the unrelenting agony of burning to death. Such men as these were not meant to live long, like ants who exist solely to serve their +
Et donc le chien noir aboie.
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Through the sanguine colored lenses of her scope, the spider watches with an indomitable stillness. Only the sort of stillness the dead could be so ept to conjure up, such things were her right. The right of the dead. +
Arrive. If they chose to arrive? It would be most unfortunate for them. Truly.
All the sniper had to do now was wait. The side door on the side of the helicopter she faced as unmoving, but inevitably it would yield some results. Weather removed by body or by the heat of the +