Willa Isard
Infiltration Specialist
In and out..... Willa let her senses dance just a little while she was focusing. Looking down the scope and relaxing her body. The armor was designed to masque her body and that was a helpful thing while she kept her rifle sighted. The force dancing off her skin as she was pushing it to feel around the slugs in her rifle. Anti material rounds at the ready as the droids were moving the targets around some of the pillars. She let out a breath for a moment before squeezing the trigger and exhaling as her eyes focused on the shot. The resounding slug going while she wrapped the force around it to guide its course slowly to wind around the pillar into the target. She wasn't twisting it, but subtle manipulations to change its course were easier she was finding before she gulped in air greedily feeling the strain of the powers. She wasn't certain what the rangers or her old havok squad were doing.