Nihlus looked at the two turians in front of him. Tyrannus was suffering from minor lacerations and the right arm of his suit had been nearly destroyed. Matricus' helmet had been almost broken in two and blood was seen on his visor, but it wasn't his.
"Good to see you two are still breathing at least. Where's the rest of your unit?" Nihlus asked.
"Dead, as far as we know." Tyrannus answered.
"At least we gave these slavers hell." Matricus said.
Nihlus looked across the battlefield, seeing no fewer than twenty batarian corpses. One appeared to have had his head split open by something blunt.
"Matricus?" Nihlus said.
"Yes..." responded Matricus.
"Care to explain that?" Nihlus asked as he pointed to the mutilated batarian.
"I guess I got a little carried away." Matricus said.
Nihlus shook his head and gestured for the two to follow him. They all boarded the massive vessel and walked to the bridge.
"Alright, take us to the Citadel. I'll have to speak with the council. Looks like you two will have a little time to waste. Matricus, keep Tyrannis out of that Asari stripclub. We don't want a repeat of last time." Nihlus said.
"How many times do I have to say it? That bouncer started it!" Tyrannis said.
The ship finally departed. The pilot tried to initiate faster-than-light travel, but after the attempt nothing happened. He tried three additional times before giving up.
"No good, sir. She's not responding." the pilot said.
"It doesn't matter. Just get us to the citadel." Nihlus said.
The shuttle lurched forward and swiftly ascended away from the planet. The three turians stared into the emptiness of space, anxious to leave the planet behind.
Three hours later...
A massive blast shook the entire ship, knocking Tyrranus from his bed and face first onto the cold floor.
"What the hell!?" Tyrannus yelled.
The young turian ran out of his room and to the bridge. Matricus and Nihlus were already there and waiting for him to arrive. Matricus put a new helmet on and turned to Tyrannus.
"Suit up. We got a distress call from some Quarian who calls herself Tali." Matricus said walking to the airlock.
Tyrannus joined Nihlus and Matricus as their shuttle was approaching a large cargo transport.
"The Quarian was supposedly on her way to the citadel when the ship she was hitching a ride on was attacked by mercanaries. There are Asari down there so be ready to fight biotics." Nihlus said.
The airlock connected and the compartment adjusted the air pressure to match the cargo ship's. The door slowly began to open while Matricus started counting down.
"3...2...1!"
On one, the door opened and the three turians leapt down into the cargo hold. Tyrannus landed and rolled behind cover. Nihlus shot a human's stomach before landing behind a large, metal container. Matricus landed on a salarian. He stood and stomped on the thin alien's neck, breaking it instantly. He then took cover behind a metal container. Tyrannus popped out of cover and shot a human in the chest. Their were only five left. A krogan and human were to the right and standing atop a couple crates. Nihlus stepped out and shot the krogan's head then the human's throat. There were two salarians to the left. One was about to throw a grenade, but Tyrannus shot it, causing it to detonate. The blast killed them both. The last one alive was an asari. She lifted Tyrranus and Nihlus off the ground.
"No one to save you now!" she said.
A gunshot rang out and the asari's head snapped backwards before she fell limp and motionless. Tyrannus and Nihlus both fell to the ground.
"You forgot me." Matricus said before lowering his pistol.