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“Anax Theeeeerion!” it gurgled “This one has missed you! Look what this one found! It is wonderful, it is a uishment present!”

The hanar’s nostrils and eating orifice were caked with red sand

“Oh, Bala,” Anax sighed “You didn’t”

Borbala Ferank, for softly:

For I am batarian!

And it is, it is a call clarion

To be batarian!

“Don’t you want to try soh to share! Come, drell, this one will tell you its soul naether!”

Anax Therion sighed in disgust She extended her ar the hanar up into the air like a sack of salt

“Your soul na with me”

The drell looked down again at the red sand, washed black by the blue biotic light, her disappointratitude “Well?” she said to the ?”

“Yes, darling,” whispered Borbala, in so

16 ACTIVATION

It was quiet in the quarian zone There was an orderly line proceeding up the hall, with an older lady taking blood sa everyone with those soothing sounds It looked nothing like the rest of the ship Quarians kne to conduct theh they were terrified Even though oneline and had to be carried away Quarians understood that the ship that sustained you could always turn against you, and the least you could do was refrain fro

“What in the name of Rannoch and the homeworld to come is this?” Captain Qetsi’Olam breathed