The assassin crouched in the vents above the docking bay. Below him, a short haired woman walked with a male turian. The turian's hands waved in the air as he told some eccentric story, and the woman laughed, shaking her head.
The woman was none other than the famous Commander Ala Shepard. She was his target. Taking her out would be a tremendous task, but Than Krios never failed.
Moving silently, he followed the two, watching carefully. They stopped just by the elevator, and hugged briefly. The turian moved inside the elevator, while Shepard stayed where she was, leaning casually against the wall. This was what Thane had been waiting for. His target was alone now. But that didn't mean she was defenseless. Even from up there, he could see the pistol attached to her hip. There was a shotgun, too, slung over her back and within easy reach. She wasn't in full armour, but there was no doubt in Thane's mind she had some form of defenses; kinetic barriers, hidden armour underneath her civilia