"You COULD have, you damned psycho! I don't know what the hell kind of training you went through but you're not supposed to aim and fire when someone is downrange!" The gray-armored soldier snapped while doing his best go glare a hole through Locus with his visor.

Technically, he wasn't even downrange but the crazy mercenary had apparently decided to practice his long-range accuracy by skulking about atop a nearby walkway.

"Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you!?"