#251696 - No, mon amour… No, you do not need to worry about that…” She finally replied. For a moment she looked back on the memories of how Widowmaker had captured her and of all their encounters and fights beforehand. Widowmaker subconsciously counted down the last rounds of fire in her clip, five, four, three, two, one, and despite a precise knowledge of her shots, clicked the empty rifle several times as if surprised to find herself running empty and, to Tracers stunned surprise, cast her rifle aside! The girl had hardly ever seen the dark assassin without her treasured weapon and a disarmed Widowmaker offered a unique chance, maybe this was the time she’d actually win, actually capture her! Widowmaker leapt, an arm covering her face as a spray of Tracer's pulse pistols shattered the window before her, she came out and cast her gaze up, eyes focusing on a point far above her, her hand reaching out with precision, the slow, almost imperceptible beat of her heart making finding her target a