Borderlands RP

"Correct." He flatly responded.
Another shot rang and a wayward bandit climbing over the caravan had his head replaced with a fine red mist, crumpling on the spot. She could almost imagine the "0" appearing in front of his face plate as he noted the lack of skill the kill required.
"My poor plan, wasted. Collect the eridium. Before buyer does."

She could now vaguely seen the yellow craft through the hazy mirage above the sand. She couldn't make out the driver of the hovering craft but even from her distance it looked far too clean and refined to be locally machined.