The elite was gone. She cursed underbreath. There was too much going on. She needed to get away from this. She saw her sniper laying on the floor a few feet away. She ran to it, picked it off the ground and darted off into the mess of fighting. If she could get far enough away and get some elevation, she could let down some heavy sniper fire, and save alot of time and energy.
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She sent a backwards kick right into the elites ribs. The Spartan straightened herself up and rubbed her head. The elite was wounded, and this gave her more than enough confidence. She reached for her second side arm, raised it and fired into the elites chest. That would slow him down alot.