Just a few more meters, and she’d be in range.

Of course, she could have been in range already. Ochi knew that, and the fact was he was expert with a sniper rifle. But while he appreciated the fine art of sharpshooting, he lacked the temperament for such precise, calculated work. Assassination from afar seemed too…impersonal? Sure, it was clean, but then there was still the issue of collecting proof of kill, and besides, Ochi really liked to use his hands. He liked to get up close, to see the fear in the face of his quarry as they realized they had run out of road, or that despite thinking they’d been perfectly safe, they’d actually been followed, been watched this whole time, completely oblivious to the death that stalked them, to their own rapidly shrinking life span.


Star Wars Shadow of The Sith Chapter 11