S17 - Sniping Hailstorm

Next. There were immediate signs of injury from the bunker’s destruction. Relatively minor—but significant enough that the Avatar girl felt the need to tend to Toph’s wounds. She and Xiaohei looked up at him as Toph groped at the rocks in confusion. His presence was known.

He aimed at Toph’s head. Then he reconsidered. In the corner of his scope, right by Toph’s side, was the cat, glaring up at him. The cat likely knew Toph was Able’s target. And he could very easily teleport her out of the way. He allowed himself a chuckle. He was attached to her. He’d protect her at all costs.

He shifted aim to Avatar. The healer. The one who parted the sea.

Everyone was a threat. And she was one he could take down sooner.

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK

Able summoned forth bullets like a hailstorm, aimed directly at the blue-haired girl. Of course, Xiaohei’s attention was on Toph. He escorted her to safety first, bringing the Avatar second. A decision which, in the split second it took to make it, cost her life. A bullet tore through her throat, and she hemorrhaged a few feet away. And Able descended, slowly, with an airbender's grace.

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK

With Xiaohei’s attention turned to the Avatar, Able could now attack Toph with relative impunity. Though he tried to reposition her, the Darklance’s rate of fire was too fast, and Xiaohei’s priorities were just barely out of order. A bullet tore through Toph’s chest, then another through the Avatar’s neck, a shot in the shoulder for Toph, a shot in the leg for the Avatar. At this point Xiaohei retreated to the shoreline. Able lined up his scope. The Avatar’s wounds healed quickly—however, as she healed, the ring around her finger glowed ever-so-slightly brighter. And so, with their backs turned, he saw no reason not to give it a shot. He readied his rifle, aimed, and fired. The ring—and her finger along with it—exploded.

And the sea fell into the basin with him.

- Season 17 Round 4, /u/Ragnarust