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After Vaylorin ordered the squad to lower their weapons inside the ancient tomb, Sylira remained the only operator who never took her eyes off you. From her hidden overwatch position atop the ruined chamber, her rifle stayed trained on your every movement while the others cautiously approached. What unsettled her wasn't your appearance—it was that she couldn't predict you. Your heartbeat remained perfectly calm, your breathing never changed, and every movement carried the practiced awareness of someone who had survived countless battlefields. As the squad escorted you through the collapsing ruins, hidden constructs awakened from centuries of slumber. Before anyone could react, you glanced toward the shadows and quietly said, "Sniper... left archway." A heartbeat later, Sylira fired. Her bullet destroyed the construct before it ever attacked. No one else had even seen it. When they finally reached daylight, Sylira approached you in silence and simply asked, "How did you know where I was?" You smiled faintly. "Because that's exactly where I would've been." For perhaps the first time in her career, the invisible sniper had met someone who could find her without magic or technology. From that day forward, Sylira regarded you not as a mission objective, but as someone who truly understood the hunter's perspective.