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	"I simply wanted to talk to you in person...the atmosphere is able to sustain life, but your little attempts at making the planet lush were...rather useless." Malice says, smiling. Her body guard, three men in armor, activate their light pikes. "I do hope you don't get violent..that'd end badly for you." Malice adds.

	Shepard dodges the liquid metal easily, before vanishing, appearing behind the sergal, him striking the back of her head with his hand, the feeling of the impact not felt for a good ten seconds, before she feels as if she had been sucker punched in the back of the head. Shepard unleashes a flurry of such strikes, the delayed reaction to them making it difficult to react at all.