[color=94ffad]"I figured that out myself,"[/color] Rio snarked back at Bill over the communications. The sniper had vanished according to plan and their team was still fully functional. The group was going to win it in no time at all, at this rate. Rio had her Union walk forward a bit, carefully watching the actions of the enemy brawler. It should therefor come as no surprise that she flinched when Ogre suddenly rammed into said brawler.

[color=94ffad]"...Good one, Gurevich."[/color]

Rio had conflicted feelings about her team being so good. On one hand, having a competent bunch would lead them to many victories. On the other, her team was full of foreigners and she'd be left in the dust if they all outshone her. It hurt her pride, but she didn't have to worry yet. There was still plenty of time, and she had been fulfilling her role as support fire excellently so far. At least, in her mind she did. Nobody could possibly compare, after all-

...there was still a brawler she needed to take down. Rio snapped out of her daydreaming and lowered the rifle, intent on reaching for one of the grenades on Union before realizing that Gurevich was too close for comfort.

[color=94ffad]"[i]The damn fool![/i]"[/color] she cursed under her breath, heaving up the rifle again. She wouldn't have any choice other than to shoot at them and hope for the best. The range was slightly more than she was used to, however, so Gurevich might wound up eating a few bullets himself.