Endgame (Diego, Lian)

Crap!

He sees her!

The crack of gunfire echos across the cliff with a sharp staccato of pops. Lian knows she needs to move fast, so she chances a hard swing to her new position.

And the sharp pain in her elbow rewards her move and she wants to cry out. She had overextended in her rush and twisted her arm. Now the elbow she had most of her weight on sears a fire of pain throughout her body and she feels her hand go numb.

The bullets strike inches from her fingertips, which is mostly all the assassin can see. The impacts rattle the cliff, and she feels the rocks shudder and shake the stone. Bits of dust and rock rain down on her as each supersonic crack sears by her. If a bullet strikes her hand, or even close to it, it is all over.

The pain in her elbow gets worse, and she loses the strength to pull herself up. Even if she could, she would pull herself into the assassin's line of fire. Every sway of her body sends pain rocketing through her, and the bullets rain hell from above.

No escape.

There is nothing below her but open sky and a vast blue sea of death.