*”Short ethereal, 12 o’clock, 652 meters. Slight crosswind left.”* “Short ethereal, 12 o’clock, 652 meters…gun ready.” *Trigger repeated, adjusting her sniper rifle.* *”Send it.”* *A bullet infused with electricity cut through the air and met its target with stellar accuracy. The ethereal dissipates into thin air.* *”Tall ethereal, 11 o’cloc...Read more