Chapter 18: In fine per somnum exterreri solebat
Somewhere on the Extranet.
AI team Delta Fox-1 was travelling through the extranet, with the most joy that their programming allowed them to have, the Turians having fallen right into their trap by connecting to the 'intact' comm buoy network, allowing the AIs to travel right to the Citadel.
"How much left?" Fox-01 asked.
"An hour," Replied Fox-05.
"This is going to be boring."
Deep inside Human territory.
Fedorian hasn't slept, he hasn't slept since the moment he was thrown into a shuttle, he know that if he closed his eyes he possibly wasn't going to open them again, so he was awake, waiting for anything, but he didn't expected to be thrown inside room, with a table and two chairs facing to a wall.
"Sit down," A menacing voice said through a speaker; he obeyed, in a moment he fully sat down. His feet and hands were firmly shackled to the chair. He struggled a little but was futile, in the end he tried to relax, waiting for what was about to happen, a full minute later four humans appeared, dragging a struggling Turian that Fedorian recognized as Sparatus, after a few minutes of resistance they managed to shackle Sparatus to the chair, when they were sure that he was going to stay still they left, Sparatus shacked his head and muttered something about the humans until he noticed Fedorian.
"Fedorian?" He asks, his eyes widening.
"Who else?" Fedorian replied, trying to lighten the mood, which worked a little.
"Damn humans, why in the hell they brought both of us here?"
"Knowing them, it will not be good," Fedorian said, relaxing a little on the chair.
"You're so fucking right," Said a voice behind their backs, both Turians immediately straightened, a time later a human stood on front of them. "So I suppose that you still remember me, I don't need to present myself to you," He said facing Sparatus. "But to you," He turned to Fedorian. "My name is Viktor, and you will call me by it, but now passing to business, we all know that this excuse of a war have lasted long enough, but now, when we're all ready," He said, emphasizing the word 'all'.
"We're going to negotiate the unconditional surrender of the Turian Hierarchy against the Pact."
Core of the Citadel.
"Online!" Six deep and metallic roars were heard when the AIs activated the colossus, when the behemoths were fully activated two of them headed to activate the VI's of twelve wolves who were lying a few meters away from the colossus, as they did that the rest were checking the immediate surroundings, to see if there were any people in that area, something that was improbable but not impossible, because they were on an uncharted area of the citadel.
"Fucking idiots," An AI chuckled, taking out a Railgun from his back, and inserting a magazine in it, "They have lived here for hundreds of years and they don't dedicate any second of it to exploring the Citadel," He chuckles again.
"Because they don't have the nature of the masters," Another AI replied, charging a Coilgun. "If they had arrived here first, they would have not wasted any second of it before exploring every inch of this place," A long silence followed as every AI was working.
"Now I see we were lucky," Another AI said suddenly, everyone turned to look at him.
"Look at the facts, look at the Geth, they become sentient and no one tried to understand them, the Quarians just attacked, it's like waking up with a gun pointed to your forehead, we were lucky to be created by the humans," He paused, waiting for his words to sink in. "We couldn't ask for betters' masters," He returned to work, no one could discuss his point.
Menae.
"Move!" A Marine roared as the doors of the shuttle opened, in the same moment the 1000 soldiers left the hundreds of shuttles, mortar fire erupted on their position. An unfortunate shuttle received a direct hit, losing control and crashing against another, ending in an explosion. "Don't stop!" The same voice roared, the thousands of marines obeyed, mortars exploded everywhere, sending soldiers with missing limbs flying into the sky, after minutes of desperate run, they finally reached cover, holes, piece of debris, even bodies of fallen allies, more mortar slugs exploded, soon followed with snipers and machine guns, the allied reply were dozens of Titan capsules, leaving a fire tail behind them, before opening and letting the Titans free-fall to the ground, causing small chunks of rock to fly everywhere, a second later after picking up their pilots, everyone drew their Railguns and fired against the extremely fortified stronghold, a minute later three C-130's appeared, flying relatively low for an airplane of such size, in seconds their cargo ramps opened and two tanks dropped from each one of them firing theirs parachutes in the moment they left the ramps. Allied cheers were heard at the display, the tanks didn't wasted a second into firing onto the turians, after minutes of wild fight the allies moved the front a little, only to retreat immediately when three enemy fighters appeared, killing dozens and destroying three tanks that had their shields collapsed.
Menae Lower 'Atmosphere'.
"20 seconds until touchdown," said Deathclaw code-name Firefox 0-1 through the intercom, as her team of three Deathclaws was freefalling, after jumping from a frigate
"Three Turian fighters in bound, several allied casualties," Firefox 0-3 said checking his HUD. "Creating Intercept route," Three seconds passed. "Created, moving to intercept," The three Deathclaws activated the VI of their jetpacks, setting them up to follow the created route, their jetpacks flared to life and started to move them through the route. As they approached to the ground the sound of the fight increased, gunfire were heard almost non-stop, the usual sniper rifle crack or explosion was heard sporadically, as the fighters moved, the route was automatically updated.
"Fifteen seconds until contact." Time seemed to slow down. "Ten seconds," their pupils dilated when more adrenaline invaded their bloodstream. "Five seconds." They moved, their feet now pointing to the top of the fighters, a second later, biotics with a slight green shade appeared in their lower bodies, getting more powerful by seconds, as they feet made contact with the steel hull of the fighters, they bended a little and jumped, releasing all their biotic energy in the split of a second, causing the fighters to lose control and head straight to their deaths, the momentum created by the attack sent the DeathClaws flying backwards, in milliseconds they withdrew their weapons, loaded their grenade launchers with smoke grenades and the three of them fired the grenades between the allied and Turian troops, a second later they fired their jetpacks, changing their arc so they would fall behind allied lines, after a few seconds they used their biotics so they would gently roll on the ground.
"Charlie Company!" Said 0-1 on the general intercom. "Move to the left flank and support Alpha, we have enemies converging on them."
"Aye, ma'am," She grabbed her weapon again and headed to Alpha, with half of the remaining company moving to support, they were more needed there. The 30 seconds that the smoke would last would be a short but well-deserved break for the allied troops. 0-2 checked the surroundings, scanning the condition of the troops, the armor of some humans and saryns were heavily damaged, he saw some Quarians fixing their suits, and for the first time in history he saw a fissure on a Titan, but the Titan kneeled and grabbed a big amount of omnigel and spread it over the fissure, after being sure that the gel was dry, he grabbed his rail gun again, moved to a rather big piece of debris and crouched, using it like cover.
"The smoke is fading!" 0-1 shouted, 0-2 immediately pointed to the stronghold. "Get ready!" the smoke faded, and hell broke loose.
Deep inside Human territory.
Sparatus and Fedorian were quiet as they looked the human, said human was seated in front of them, weirdly engrossed in his omni-tool, after five or ten minutes he turned it off, stood up, and grabbed what they supposed was an old computer, at least it was old for them, he grabbed the front of it and lifted it up, showing the keyboard and the screen, the Turians were still silent as they saw him turning it on and pressing some keys.
"The best way for keeping this safe." Viktor started. "Is to use old laptops, well, not so old, this model was stopped being sold about four decades ago." He pressed more keys. "That's why you couldn't intercept our communications." A few minutes passed; finally he stood up, turned the laptop to the Turians and pressed a large button. A vid appeared, showing an air map in real time, Fedorian gasped, recognizing the place where the major stronghold in Menae was located.
"Enjoy the show." Viktor says smirking before leaving the room.
Menae.
"Concentrate fire on the right flank!" 0-1 shouted as she grabbed a knife from her belt, aimed and expertly threw it at a Turian who conveniently had no helmet on. The knife went right into the left eye killing him instantly.
"How much time we have left?" Shouted 0-3 while reloading his weapon, 0-2 checked his omni-tool.
"An hour." He replied, looking for any spare magazine on his pouches, finally finding one on his right leg pouch.
"We're not going to finish in time!" 0-3 shouted back. "0-1, can you request support?!"
"What kind of support?" She asked, lowering into cover when a few of shots scratched her armor. "Fuck, I'm going to have to repaint this." She muttered under her breath.
If you want I can help you." Said 0-2, apparently having heard her.
"Fuck no." She replied shooting a short burst. "Nobody but me touches this beauty."
"And the humans who repair it when you do not want to do it?" 0-2 mockingly asked.
"Ehh, 0-1, the support?" 0-3 asked, interrupting the discussion.
"Oh, yeah." She replied absentmindedly. She pressed some keys on her omni-tool and a link started.
"This is the UTCFG Eternal Darkness, what do you need?" Asked the pilot of the ship.
"Adam, we need help down here!" She shouted as a missile impacted on the other side of her cover.
"What kind of help?" He asked. 0-1 was able to feel the smirk.
"I'm not in the mood for your bullshit Adam!" She roared. "We need support!"
"Ok, ok, I get it," He replied defensively. "I'm on my way, give me five minutes, I need to check with my CO."
"Good." She changed the link. "Hold on the position, people." She shouted on the general link. "Our big bro is coming!" She deactivated the omni-tool when a short battle cry answered her, being truthful to his word; the Eternal Darkness announced his presence with a deep roar that rumbled all around the battlefield, the massive ship was flying at 2 km high, very low for a ship like that. Suddenly the Turians stopped shooting, staring in horror how the massive rail gun of the ship appeared from the lower part of the hull. In that moment they saw the rails of the gun being charged with electricity as they tightened their grips on their weapons and hoped for the best, with a loud buzz the rail gun fired against the stronghold, soon followed by a dozen more fired by the secondary weaponry, raising enormous amounts of dust and smoke.
"Everybody, Charge!" 0-1 barked, she jumped above her cover and began to run, closely followed by her two companions. Seconds later the rest of the army followed their steps, while they approached the complex, the dust and smoke began to settle showing devistated Turians. 0-1 jumped, using her jetpack to gain extra altitude, once in mid-air she charged herself with biotics, as she approached the ground her biotics began to get brighter, she had calculated her arch to fall between a relatively large group of Turians, when she finally fell to the ground she punched it using her biotics to create a powerful shockwave, sending them flying through the air. She raised up grabbing her pistol from her belt, once lifted she didn't wasted a second firing into some Turians that were approaching her, the world seemed to slow down again when the high-powered adrenaline invaded her bloodstream, Turian's bullets slowed down, they still were fast but nothing a DeathClaw couldn't manage. When her magazine emptied, she dropped the pistol and grabbed a knife from her waist. As she ran at some Turians she charged her other hand with biotics, some bullets were heading to her, but she just evaded them or used her biotics to deflect them. When a turian was within range she used the full might of her biotics to punch him in the chest, she destroyed his armor, pulverized his ribcage, and passed through to the other side. All of this happening in milliseconds. When she withdrew her hand, there was a hole in his thorax with massive amounts of blood dripping from it, then she saw that her arm was totally covered in blood, organ remnants and medulla. She mentally cursed before charging her arm again and biotically hammering a Turian in the head, after that she grabbed a Turian by the back of his neck and repeatedly stabbed him on the gut. After the sixth stab she released him, turned around, and threw the knife at a Turian that was dangerously close. She ran following the knife, and when it hit home in his throat she punched the hand-grip to the left cutting the main blood vessels of the Turian. He tried to stop the bleeding but it was futile. She continued her massacre with her using Faler'zaka it was almost impossible to stop her, even more when her partners finally arrived and started to fight alongside her.
"Why the hell did it take you so long to get here?" She asked crouching to evade a punch from a Turian.
"Some idiots pinned us down." 0-3 replied snapping a Turian neck in one motion.
"But we're Deathclaws! Nothing can stop us!" 0-1 replied in shock.
"But we are saryns, no matter how changed we are," 0-2 replied a little angered.
"... Good point," replied 0-1
Human Territory.
Sparatus and Fedorian stared wide eyed at the screen, some time ago the vid changed to the camera of a female soldier, at first they were unsurprised by that but in the moment that she started to fight, their jaws hit the floor. Her speed was impossible, her strength was brutal, and the coldness she showed in the battlefield indicated decades of experience. Their blood froze when they saw the other two wearing the same insignia. Horror started to form into their brains, if one of them could cause that level of damage, what could ten of them do, or one hundred? Their thoughts were interrupted when the vid ended.
"Shit," said Sparatus after a long silence. "I don't know what to think Fedorian, those soldiers were frightening, but they could be the only ones of their class." Fedorian head violently jerked on his direction.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Fedorian said harshly. "The only ones? We're talking about the humans. Every. Fucking. Decision. That you have made on this matter ended on disaster."
"I know, but-"
"But nothing, make sure that the next time you will keep your mouth shut, you hear me?"
Sparatus sighed. "Yes, sir." He lowered his head as the door opened.
"I hope you enjoyed the show," Viktor says, clapping with his hands. "Because there are no refunds." He grabbed the laptop and stored it. After that he sat down in front of them. "So, how's it going? Want a beer?" He didn't wait for their response and he immediately activated his omni-tool and made a call. "Laura, please bring three beers, two dextro and one levo."
"Right away sir." Came the simple response.
Core of the Citadel.
"Dispositive is online, all the feeds are nominal." Fox 0-2 said.
"Perfect, prepare the remote activator," 0-1 replied.
"Remote activator operative," 0-2 replied standing up.
"Good, listen up people!" He said storing his rail gun on his back as every Colossi turned to him. "This is the time we've been created for, today we will make our masters proud." He began to pace back and forth as the rest began to line. "Today we need to give the best of ourselves. I don't know if we're going to get out alive of this, but I know one thing; no matter what happens today." He stopped in the center of the line. "AI Team Delta Fox will always be remembered on history by our actions today, so make well damn sure that they're good." This earned a few chuckles. "Ok, 0-5 tell eight wolves to protect the device and to the rest to follow us."
"Yes, sir," The behemoth saluted and transmitted the orders, eight wolves moved near the device and readied to attack anything that could try to get close, then the rest moved behind the colossi and grunted in readiness, a colossi crouched and patted a wolf on the head.
"Everybody, get ready!" The leader shouted, taking out his rail gun. "Let's make some noise!"
The Citadel, Council Chambers.
"So tell me Valern," Tevos said sitting down. "How has the week been treating you?"
"Very good." He replied crossing his arms. "If good is to have all of the Salarian Union at your back, screaming to you to do something about the relays." Sarcasm dripped from his tongue.
"Oh, I get-" Her attention was directed to the door when it abruptly opened, showing a panting Spectre leaning on the frame.
"Spectre, what is the reason of this un-respectful behavior?" Tevos asked, trying to sound as courageous as possible.
"Ma'am, we have serious problems!" The spectre replied between deep breaths, it appeared that she was dead tired from the run.
"What are you talking about?" Tevos asked rising up.
"We have detected enormous levels of radiation coming from the core of the Citadel." The Spectre replied after recovering.
"The Core!" Tevos shouted, her face turned to one of complete shock and horror, Valern face was the same.
"Yes, the core, we-" her omni-tool began to beep. "A second," She turned it on.
"Councilors, there is no time!" The spectre shouted. "I need you to follow me, right now! At their current pace they will be here in two minutes!" The councilors finally snapped from their shock and stood up, moving to the back of the Spectre. The latter grabbed an assault rifle from her back as she crossed the door, on the outside there was a whole platoon of C-Sec officers waiting for them, in an instant they formed in diamond putting the councilors on the center.
"Ok everybody, the Destiny Ascension has already been notified," The Spectre said. "We need to get the councilors off this station, ASAP," Her orders were replied with a 'yes' and nods. After a minute of running they heard something unusual. The Spectre raised her arm, indicating to the rest to stop. After that she advanced and rounded a corner, after 30 seconds of tense silence two shots were heard that were soon followed by five seconds of automatic fire. Then silence again. Three officers separated from the group and approached to the corner, two of them leaned against the wall while one peeked. The latter immediately backed away, horror painted on his face.
"Oh, shit, we're screwed, so screwed." He repeated over and over again, the others officers looked at his companion without understanding and peeked around the corner only to immediately back away in horror. They grabbed the other and returned to the group. "Protect the councilors at all cost!" The leader shouted after being informed of what the three officers had saw. The first they saw was a metallic hand grabbing the wall, after that a gigantic machine appeared.
"Primary targets acquired!" The machine shouted in a deep and menacing voice. "Engage!" That snapped the officers out of their trance who opened fire on the behemoth. It appeared that it didn't mind the attack, because it started to advance to the councilors. An officer that was carrying a rocket launcher grabbed it and fired onto the machine, but it; showing an agility that should be impossible for something that big, evaded the missile.
"Everybody retreat!" The leader shouted after seeing that firing onto the machine was futile, everybody turned around and began to run, they were able to advance 100 meters before another machine appeared in front of them. They turned to the left but a lot of metal creatures appeared, grunting and barking like crazy. The creatures and the machines slowly moved forward corralling the officers and the councilors. One of them committed the mistake of firing his weapon; a second later one of the creatures grabbed him by the leg and dragged him to the rest. Everybody watched in horror how three of the creatures started to tear the officer apart alive, his pained screams left everybody in stunned shock. He tried to fight back but it was futile, a minute later the creatures retreated. With their claws and snouts covered in blue blood, Tevos dropped to her knees and vomited after seeing the remnants of the officer. He was lying in a pool of blood with his midsection completely destroyed and his intestines sprayed around him.
"It's okay Tevos, calm down." Said Valern, slowly caressing her shoulder. He tried to stay calm as other three machines appeared.
"Put all your weapons on the ground and you will not be harmed!" A machine ordered, the officers at first didn't comply, but after a quick look to their death companion they discharged their weapons and dropped them to the ground.
"Objective complete," a machine said. "Requesting orders," a few minutes passed. "Understood," a few seconds later the machine emitted some sort of hologram in front of the group, the hologram was a person that the councilors immediately recognized.
"Good day, councilors, it's good to finally meet you." He started with his hands clasped behind his back. "I suppose you don't know me, my name is Esteban, one of the political leaders of the United Terra Coalition." the councilors stared in surprise as he extended his hand. "Oh, yeah, I'm a hologram." He withdrew his hand. "We have a few minutes before the show begins, so I'm going to give you the opportunity to ask me." He seemed to think. "Let's say, three questions."
"What?" An officer asked.
"There goes one," Esteban replied raising a finger. "Be more careful with your questions." He crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"Why are your people doing this?" Tevos asked sited on the floor after a few minutes of thinking, the human stared her. She could feel the cold hatred emanating from his eyes.
"Because the Turians committed the mistake of killing my people, the mistake of attacking our allies." The hologram approached to the group. "And the worst mistake that anyone can commit." His face was in front of Tevos. "They harmed our motherland."
"But why in this way?" Tevos asked when he returned to his original place.
"We already tried diplomacy, but you attacked us. One of our ambassadors lost an arm from that." The face of Tevos was changed to one of shock. "Don't worry, he's fine." Esteban said waving his hand in dismissal. "But returning to the matter at hand, that's the reason councilor."
"Then why are you returning to diplomacy?" Valern asked not understanding.
"Because there is no point in continuing the 'war'." He made air quotes. "A simple war is taxing, so imagine an interplanetary one, even more so to an alliance so small like mine, even if you cannot beat us."
"Then why you're here?!" Valern shouted with a rage that he didn't even know he had. "Why you aren't obliterating another home world? Another planet?"
"The long shot is not worth it, you would defeat us." Esteban stated simply.
"What?" Tevos asked not understanding. "What you just said is the most contradictory thing I have ever heard."
"My race is the most contradictory that ever existed, we stand for peace, and we will embrace it every time we have the option, but push our hand too much." He raised his hand and made a fist. "And you will suffer the full might of the allied iron fist." Everybody heard how his omni-tool beeped. "And it appears that everybody is ready for the show, let's not delay them anymore. It's been a pleasure councilors," The hologram faded, to soon be replaced with a vid, the group released a gasp of shock. The vid showed Sparatus and Fedorian. Both of them shackled to their chairs, but the major problem was the person that was stood behind them.
"Good day." The human greeted cheerfully with his arms crossed in front of his chest. "Before getting down to business let me present name is Viktor, and before we have any problems, you will refer to me with It." he paused a few seconds so his words would cause the desired effect. "And now getting to the point, we're here to 'discuss'." He made air quotes with his fingers. "The unconditional surrender of the Turian Hierarchy and his allies to the Pact." A small laugh was heard.
"You must be more stupid than I thought to believe that the council is going to surrender." Fedorian said with a humorless laugh. Viktor stood motionless for a few seconds before grabbing the back of Fedorian's head and smashing the front against the table, he repeated the process a few times before doing a very hard one. It elicited a loud 'crack' from Fedorian's nose, when he raised his head his face was a bloody mess with his nose totally destroyed and with a lot of blood coming from it.
"Don't try to push you luck Turian." Viktor said harshly. "The Turian Hierarchy will surrender, one way or another." He moved away of the camera focus, seconds later the camera was changed to another location, one who showed the whole room, Viktor was seen with a bunch of papers in one of his hand and with a pencil in the other, he dropped them both in the center of the table.
"We will be doing this the nice or the hard way?" No response. "The hard way then." He activated his omni-tool and apparently activated a link. "Initiate Project Thor." He simply stated before deactivating the omni-tool, the Vid that the council was seeing was divided into two, one half showing the Turians and the other Palaven and its moons. The look of shock coming from the Turians showed that they were having the same view. A massive quantity of ships were orbiting Palaven, Tevos and Valern face changed to one of utter terror, if that was the full human navy, they were completely fucked up.
"My god, it seemed that it had been ages since I saw the UTC Navy," That confirmed their nightmare, that was 'just' the human navy, with the addition of the migrant fleet; the numbers of ships would easily pass the 60,000 thousand. Soon the camera zoomed to a small ship, cruiser or frigate size, which was slowly drifting on the void of space; the ship had a small resemblance to the form of the citadel when it was closed, as the time passed and the ship advanced they could see how Menae entered on the view.
"Menae, the biggest moon of Palaven, every bit of data of this place is classified to the 99.9% of the galaxy; we had everything about it in five seconds." Viktor added with a chuckle that quickly turned to a predatory grin. "Anyway, in the first day of invasion, while the 'fleet' defending Palaven entertained ours, hundreds of thousands of shuttles were detected heading there. The most recent scans and orbital monitoring show that near to six million civilians were evacuated to the military bases there and the most interesting thing is that the moon doesn't have any underground facilities, at least open to civilians." His omni-tool chirped and he went to reply.
"What do you need?" He asked coldly.
"We need the authorization code sir." A female voice asked from the other side.
"Very well." He cleared his throat. "Alpha-Alpha-Beta-Gamma-0-1-0-6-Zulu-X-Ray." That code was the one that the UTC leaders need to know from memory.
"Code approved, Initiating Project Thor."
"What is Project Thor?" Fedorian asked fearfully.
"Look, I'm going to be direct, sign this piece of paper." He repeatedly pointed to the bunch of papers. "Or those civilians are going to die in the most horrible manner possible." Even if he was now a traitor, Sparatus wasn't going to submit to the humans, this was his last chance to fight and to redeem his honor, and he would use it.
"You're bluffing." Sparatus said stoically. He could see how the human's eyebrows raised in shock behind the helmet.
"Sparatus!" Fedorian shouted enraged. "Are you fucking kidding me!" On the Citadel everyone was in shock too, not believing that this level of stupidity was coming from Sparatus, Viktor sighed and turned around.
"Initiate Phase 1." He said into his omni-tool.
"Understood." Came the reply from the other side, a few seconds later the ship slowly opened separating the front into five arms until they were completely extended. In the inside it could be seem a small chamber that had five containers each the size of a fighter. The ship stood still in a high orbit above Menae, everybody hold their breaths waiting for their next move. Viktor turned around again and faced the Turians. He leaned on the table.
"Sign the surrender from. NOW!" He roared slapping the table. "Or do you want to have even more blood on your hands!" He shouted pointing to Sparatus.
"I will not surrender to you, human," Sparatus literally spat the words.
"And what with this sudden bravery, eh?" Viktor asked raising an eyebrow. "You have been very helpful with our war effort." Sparatus didn't reply while Fedorian looked at him with hatred in his eyes.
"Initiate Phase two." Viktor said on his omni-tool again. This time it there was no response, seconds later it could be see how two parallel arms lowered until they were on a perfect 90 degrees from the rest and then moved more to the center. Seconds later one of the containers were loaded between the arms.
"Last opportunity, you fucking asshole, sign the form!" To make emphasis he grabbed the pencil and smashed it against the table. "Or millions of 'innocents' will die by your stupidity," Sparatus didn't reply, he just gave the Human a hateful glare.
"I tried, I really tried." He activated his omni-tool with a weary sigh.
"No wait, let me sign it!" Fedorian shouted desperately, trying to break the handcuffs that had him tied to the chair. "I formally-"
"Shut the fuck up!" Viktor roared. "You're here just to enjoy the show, I want the response from this little bastard." He pointed to Sparatus with his free hand. "Will you surrender, or not!"
"Never!" Viktor turned around, and quietly uttered a single word. A word that would change the galaxy forever.
"Fire."
Codex:
Faler'zaka: Ancient saryn martial art, rediscovered, perfected and mastered by the first Deathclaw. The most modern version is based upon speed and raw strength that only a Deathclaw has. Being even more brutal than Krav maga, most of the moves used in Faler'zaka break every bit of morality that any sentient being can have. Created to be deadly on the first hit the best way to use Faler'zaka is with biotics, since with them the sheer brutality of the movements can be released.