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Moiety
Chapter Twenty Four: Beneath the Rubble
Anderson pushes another slab of debris from the pile atop her. Pieces of Sovereign litter the chamber floor. He grunts as he shoves another chunk of metal aside. And then he sees her hand peeking through, outstretched, fingers searching.
"I'm here," he calls, arms wrapping around the beam that traps her beneath the rubble and pulling. It sloughs off to the side.
Her hand becomes an arm, and then a chest, and then her face in his shoulder, her trembling fingers at his back and her choke of pain drowned in his coat.
"I'm here," he repeats.
Shepard nods, sobbing.
