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>How long has he been prone here waiting for his target
>GB can hardly remember, the heat of the badlands was getting to him and been eating nothing but dried rations
>He drank from his canteen and got back into ready position
>His target has finally arrived
>the trigger he'd held for so long was pulled, the round accelerated from his rifle's barrel and stuck the target in his chest not long after
>obliterating his torso in a gory shower, before the corpse can hit the ground, he realigned his aim and subjected the nearby guard to the same fate
>and so it when until the last of the entourage was nothing more than meat and bones
>GB moved in to secured the package, what he was really getting paid for
>it was an ornate box with the symbol of the well known guild Tempus on it
>He open it to check the contents and thought to himself "Well, this ought to be interesting"
>Putting it securely in his sachet and as he started his track back to base GB thought to himself
>"I think i am gonna have some fried chicken when i get back"
