Well, she'd wanted to feel vindicated, but not like this: in a tense panic, Sombra darts forward towards where her companion had been (before getting charged directly) hand snapping towards the gun at her hip before she's drawn and leveled it. If she were a quicker shot— a sharper one, maybe— she could immediately cover South.
Instead it takes her a second to make sure she wouldn't be hitting South in the process before she opens fire, a few heated tugs of the trigger.
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Well, she'd wanted to feel vindicated, but not like this: in a tense panic, Sombra darts forward towards where her companion had been (before getting charged directly) hand snapping towards the gun at her hip before she's drawn and leveled it. If she were a quicker shot— a sharper one, maybe— she could immediately cover South.
Instead it takes her a second to make sure she wouldn't be hitting South in the process before she opens fire, a few heated tugs of the trigger.