Phantom Marksmen
They are neither seen nor heard—only felt in the final moment before impact. Wreathed in cosmic energy, the Phantom Marksmen exist between the material and the void, their ethereal rifles channeling energy from realms beyond comprehension. Their shots leave no trace, only the certainty that once they have taken aim, the target's fate is sealed. In the endless dark, they are the harbingers of silent death.
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