The Aegis Firerange buzzed with a quiet intensity, its reinforced booths and high-tech systems humming softly under the sterile glow of overhead lights.
Eira stood at the center of booth eleven, her Lazara Mk.II pistol gripped firmly in both hands, her fitted shooting vest snugging over her Academy uniform.
Her blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, a few strands clinging to her sweat-dampened forehead, and her green eyes burned with a quiet determination.
Beside her, a beautiful woman was standing.
Her long, dark hair was tied back in a sleek braid, and her violet eyes scanned the booth with a calm, analytical gaze.
She leaned casually against the booth's partition, her custom-built ether sniper rifle resting on a stand nearby.
[A.n: Revisit chapter 131 if you have forgotten her]
"Keep your elbows soft," Sehra said, her voice cutting through the hum of the drones.
