Sparrow stepped forward. “No.”
“That’s the job,” Sparrow said.
So were they.
“Fix is down!” Kai shouted, drawing his sidearm. XCOM 2- War of the Chosen
Kai, the new Ranger, was sharpening his sword—a jagged shard of alien alloy scavenged from a shattered Andromedon shell. He didn’t look up. “Dead ground means clear sightlines. I like it.” Sparrow stepped forward
The squad ran. Kai carried Fix. Dust laid down suppressing fire that turned the cavern into a thunderdome. Sparrow walked backward, rifle up, until the Skyranger’s ramp kissed her boots. drawing his sidearm. Kai
The Thirteenth Hour