overkill

(((No problem man. We've all been there. And sorry about the really slow response here. My sister messed with my internet settings and I wasn't able to get online for a few days.)))

Stalker listened carefully to the sounds Dal made as he breathed the harsh vapours into his lungs. Using the sound to pinpoint the other man, Stalker silently backed towards the edge of the shadow and the mouth of the alley, drawing an archaic mechanical pistol from a holster in the small of his back.

Crouching near the mouth of the alley, Stalker aimed the pistol at where he had last heard Dal and waited, about 20 feet away, ready to fire the moment the generator turned off.

"This is it," Stalker thought to himself with a grin, "let's see you avoid this."

With shocking suddenness, the alley was flooded with light as the generator's auxilliary battery finally died. The light partially blinded Stalker for a moment as the alley echoed with the roar of the gun shot at the blurred form in front of him.

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