He found his nest, found his targets, watched the gods do their work. And Natasha. The goddess. Dancing between the bullets, turning her legs into blades to cut down her enemies, crushing them in arms like metal. He put an arrow in anyone who had an eye for her and a gun in their hand.
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He found his nest, found his targets, watched the gods do their work. And Natasha. The goddess. Dancing between the bullets, turning her legs into blades to cut down her enemies, crushing them in arms like metal. He put an arrow in anyone who had an eye for her and a gun in their hand.
THIS.