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Chapter Forty-Seven: Some Scales
"Was it worth it?" Wrex growls, blood spluttering over his cracked lips.
Shepard holds his pistol to the krogan's chest, braced against his second (and last) heart. Beneath Wrex's skin, the genophage rages on, a casualty to Shepard's war on the Reapers, a trade-off.
A way to keep the balance.
(Thing about balance though – it never works with tipped scales.)
"I did what I had to do," Shepard seethes, pistol hand rattling, and someday, he may even believe it.
When he pulls the trigger though, he finds the answer to Wrex's question easily enough.
Some scales can never be reset.
