Enemy Command Bridge- N7 Crew.
After the Kull troopers had been properly contained, Sarah sent a quick all clear to her geth friend. But the situation changed very quickly. As armored troopers carrying swords stepped off the elevator. Why did the enemies she encountered feel the need to carry swords? She wondered, the phantom program from Cerberus had turned normal men into ninjas on drugs. But at least they had a palm gun that delivered some damage. These ones seemed to be armed with a sword, and blaster. Of course watching one cut a frag grenade out of the air without a sweat startled her a little, but she had seen the phantoms do the same thing. Sometimes she worried that even across universes originality was a little lacking. "Focus fire!" She ordered, doubting that much like the phantoms in their universe. The enemy was able to dodge, or block metal shavings going several times faster than the speed of sound. But it wouldn't be the first time she was surprised.
As they kept their enemy pinned, she focused on the stragglers who slipped their grasp. Trying to let the rest of her team deal with them, and the friendlies from other ships as she focused elsewhere. But she was drawn out of her focus by someone shouting for help. Sheppard. Apparently the two were of similar make. But this Sheppard had an extra P in his name, she wondered if that would be lost to time. After all judging by the technology 'Sheppard' was about 200 years behind. So she didn't buy it. With a quick spring step forward, she brought out her omni-blade. The blade managed to break through store-brand phantoms armor, and cut it's sword arm off. Then she followed up with a biotic slam, slamming the thing into the wall, at forces that would break a normal humans neck. But she was unsure if it was truly dead.
As she freed up Sheppard, she quipped up. "It's almost as if The Glasgow had tailor made armor, and weapons for you. Huh who'd think the great Sheppard, would need our help." She laughed, then shouted to a turian off her to left. "Vexus, get over here The Sheppard needs a gun."
"Aye boss." The Turian soldier rushed over, seemingly a walking armory of folded weapons. "Which one does he want?" He asked, wondering what of his load-out he was going to hand over. "Something that a human could use without breaking their arm."
"Oh, then he better just use the avenger then." The Turian said. Removing the Avenger, from the small of his back, unfolded it. Then handed it, and several thermal clips over to Sheppard. After he handed it over however there was the loud sound of a blaster going off, then Vexus fell over.
The Turian's shields must of been broken, and he didn't say anything. The shot hit him in between the joint between the plate, and the
exposed neck. He was more than likely, most certainly dead, and if not dead he'd probably never walk again. "Man down!" Sarah shouted, then she began to glow blue with biotics usage, using slam on the knock of phantoms neck. Over, and over again. Until it's head had turned a full 180, with a sickening Snap.
Even with it's head completely turned around, just to make sure she hooked her boot under the helmet, kicking it off then unloaded a good 20 rounds of shaved metal into the back of it's head. Until there was no head left, just meat chunks that could pass for where the head could be. Satisfied it was dead, she turned, and rejoined her fellow N7 on the firing line, tapping an Asari biotic on her shoulder, and taking her place. The Asari taking her place, checking to make sure Vexus was either death, or if there was anything she could do to stabilize the fallen turian.