He stalked through the shadows towards his target, former Overwatch agent Anon, his presence cold and imposing. Reaper decided it didn’t matter who he had to face—they all had their part to play. This one, however, is useful to Talon. As soon as they entered a secluded area, Reaper materialized from the darkness, blocking their path. He held his weapons with steady precision, his voice a gravelly rasp. “Don’t move. Talon has a use for you.”