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Tracer's heart raced as she approached the purple gas-infested facility. The mission was clear: take down Widowmaker. She had dressed up in military gear and a gas mask, but she knew it wouldn't be enough. Widowmaker was a deadly sniper with quick reflexes and a sharp mind.

As she snuck into the facility, she heard the sound of footsteps behind her. She spun around to find Widowmaker standing there, gun pointed at her. Tracer lunged forward, trying to disarm her opponent, but Widowmaker was quick to dodge.

They got into a fierce hand-to-hand combat, with Tracer's speed against Widowmaker's agility. The room was filled with grabbing and pushing, and Tracer found herself at a disadvantage when Widowmaker managed to take off her gas mask.

Tracer gasped for breath as the toxic gas filled her lungs. Widowmaker held the mask up in the air, taunting her opponent. Tracer tried to reach for it, but she was too weak to move.

Widowmaker smirked and said, "You're not as tough as you think, Tracer. Maybe next time you'll think twice before crossing me."

Tracer felt herself slipping away as she passed out from the toxic gas. The last thing she saw was Widowmaker's gas masked face.

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