Chapter 6
Samara's eyes were still burning that intense blue. These Sabre mercenaries had put her into a full justicar mind set. They were in the way of her mission, and needed to be eliminated. Samara made her way towards the hole in the wall, un-slinging her rifle as she did so. Scattered Sabres lay in the aftermath that was the alley, to which Samara unleashed a single burst into each.
"Lea!" yelled Samara, after she had reached the hole in the steel building. "Keep watch for Morinth. We are here for her, not these petty obstacles,"
Lea confirmed she understood by turning and exiting the alley. Samara turned back and entered the still smoking crater. Upon entrance, the krogan leader, a krogan mercenary and two other batarians, staggered to get to their feet. Samara raised her rifle and fired two bursts into each batarians. They fell with a thud as blood spattered the walls and floor. Samara snapped the rifle's sights onto the krogan leader and his doppelganger. The krogan still trying to stand, looked at Samara.
"Well justicar, it… it would appear you weren't lying," said the Sabre leader. He quickly reached for his side arm, only to be greeted with a quick burst from Samara's VBR. What was the krogan's clawed hand became a tattered nub. Tendons and muscle were clearly visible as a deep red river flowed from the limb.
"Arrgggh!" roared the krogan as he withdrew what was left of his hand. Samara quickly strode towards the injured warrior and brought him up by his throat with one hand.
"Find peace in the embrace of the goddess," whispered Samara as a piercing blue light erupted out of her hand, sending the krogan rocketing backward out of her grip. He hit the wall behind him, and fell into a crumpled heap. He did not move after that, and Samara turned her attention to the lesser krogan, who had started to gain his footing. Samara raised her rifle and leveled it with his head, which made him freeze in place. A swift twitch from Samara's finger sent three shots out of the VBR, and left the krogan in a pool of crimson blood. Samara flicked the safety back on her rifle, shouldered it, and surveyed the damage of her actions. The building had a 4 meter wide crater in the side of it, with a equally large dent on the inner wall of the basement, along with several dead mercenaries. Samara turned, and climbed out of the hole. She walked along the alley, in haste to catch up with Lea. She hadn't heard anything since she last told her to keep watch, and this worried her.
Samara brisk walk turned into a run, until she reached the end of the alley and looked towards the front of Morinth's building. Samara's heart sank as she saw two figures standing apart from one another, one glowing a white hot blue, and the other clutching three disk grenades and a hand cannon. Lea had entered confrontation with Morinth, the very thing Samara had not wanted. She knew she had a choice to make, neither would end well. Let Lea fight it out and flank Morinth when her power was drained, or confront Morinth now and risk her fleeing and losing her chance for ever killing her. Samara balanced the options in her head. Choosing the former would get Lea killed almost indefinitely, choosing the latter would significantly decrease her chances of a successful mission. The code decided this mission for her. Lea was not an innocent, she was a mercenary that was well armed and the code did not dictate action, while this mission was of the utmost importance to the asari people. Samara side stepped and concealed herself within a bush. She had no choice, she needed this opportunity.