Several shuttles landed next to the entrance of the Prothean bunker, as the shuttle doors opened, scientists dressed in custom armours poured out, and at the front was an excited Science Empress.
Next to her were two of her assistants and a prince.
"Gosh, this is so exciting! Alien ruins! Imagine the secrets it's holding!" Christina commented. Long ago, she was part of a terrorist group from another reality that Marcus had conquered. Still, it was so long ago that she tends to forget her origins; it's even more so for Feldt, who was even younger when she was part of that organisation. To her, it feels like a distant dream, especially since, well, she ended up seducing the Emperor. He did it in turn, since the Imperial Science Department works closely with the Emperor a lot of the time.
Stuff happens…
"I tend to agree, thankfully, we are not the ones exploring… " Feldt commented as she looked at her son, who shrugged back at her.
"You watch too many movies with Christina, especially since the current movie trend is alien ruins." The 15th Prince said with a sigh.
"Hey! The cinema has only got better with the centuries!" But then, midway, Christina realised something. "Damn, I am old…"
"You said it, not me." Prince Michael Anaheim said with a shrug.
Feldt got the chance to name him, so she went with an 'angelic' theme; it's like paying her respects to where she came from.
"Hey! For a 50-year-old, you sure talk big!" Christina narrowed her eyes.
"At least I am not four times my age."
"You two, you can barter after we explore the said alien ruins." Anna chipped in as she realised that these two would barter till the sun sets.
'I wonder how long a day is in Eden Prime?' For a second, the Empress thought.
"S-Sorry."
"Anyway, let's go."
As the group strolled in, the light projectors on their suits came online. These light projectors were on the helmet, and at the same time, the suit's visors enhanced visual perception.
"You know, the Codex said that Protheans were the ones who built the Mass Relays, but I inspected tens of those…
There is no connection between the materials. For an empire, at least in our history, things are connected.
Like the Romans, their ruins were connected to similar construction materials and so on, but Protheans and Mass Relays?
We don't have a connection at all, but now, just from inspecting these walls… I can tell that these are Prothean. They love that brown mix of several stones; their whole base on Mars was built on it. They brought it from somewhere, and now on Eden Prime it's the same." Michael commented, getting animated by what he saw.
"You are right. But Mass Relays are metal constructs; we need to compare with Prothean metal." Feldt replied as she looked around.
"Then how about a cryo pod?" Christina grinned as she walked towards a pile of dirt, and part of the pod was sticking out. It was a dark grey material.
"Right, there should be thousands of these, right?" The mother and son duo walked over and began scanning the pod.
"Indeed." Anna walked over and contacted the AI.
"Legion, do you have anything?"
[There is no sort of signal coming from it. I can't detect any sound or light vibrations.]
"So these are truly dead. What if we find at a port of some sort?" Michael got down on a knee and began to inspect.
"..." The group of women looked at him as he checked the pod.
"Try structural scanning. Otherwise, it will take ages to figure out." Anna suggested.
"Right."
The Prince pulled his hand and sent a beam of light from his palm. Eventually, he used the suit's boosted physical prowess to pull the cryo pod out of the dirt.
A couple of scans later, Legion figured out the structural integrity and where one could connect. Once that part was done, the rest was easy as his index finger morphed into a connection port.
The suits they were wearing were a synthetic nano-ELS mix, allowing them to morph into the tools they needed for excavation.
In this situation, Michael used his suit to power the pod.
"Look, the lights on the outside are coming online!" Feldt commented.
"These guys sure love their variations of green," Christina commented with crossed arms.
"Download any data you can from the onboard computers," Anna said as she looked curiously.
[Already doing it. I have schematics of the facilities and have traced the power distribution.
According to the data on the pod. Alec Ryder was right. These pods form the outer perimeter and serve as sacrificial pawns in the event of an incident at the facility.
Though… there is something mentioned about 'Indocrinated'...] Legion sounded a bit concerned.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"I am calling husband!" Anna sounded scared. Making others look at her for a second, but then Christina began to laugh.
"W-What's so funny! Damn it! It's your fault for making me watch those movies!" The Science Empress puffed as she summoned a hologram, and moments later, the Emperor himself appeared before the pinkette.
"M-Mark, we turned one of the cryo pods on, and it said something about Indocrination! S-Something scary is going on here." The pinkette said while looking around.
"...I see… then I will be there shortly."
After saying that, the call ended, and Anna took a deep breath.
"...Seriously… just like that, you called the Emperor himself here… you could just have summoned some royal guards here." Christina was speechless to say the least.
"S-Shut up! Do you think I want to show my scared face to royal guards of all people?" Anna puffed as she crossed her hands.
"The armours we are wearing can easily tank the majority of known elements and attacks for a while. I doubt anything could happen to us." Michael tried to reason, but the Empress just stared at him with an annoyed look.
"Shutting up…" The Prince raised his free hand in surrender.
~~~
As Eden Prime was getting its first population in 50 thousand years, the situation in Kite's Nest was becoming dire for Batarians.
At first, they believed it was a simple Imperial raid party, something they were familiar with. But then, as more and more warships entered their systems, it began to look like an invasion rather than a raid.
And then they started raining fire on their infrastructure.
In the system Indris, above a huge Gas Giant Hiba, a massive battle was taking place. The Imperial South Expeditionary fleet was engaging the Batarian forces that were stationed here.
The Batarian fleet was refuelling when Imperial warships entered the system and went right for them.
Before long, Imperial Cataphracts and Batarian fighters were exchanging fire while black cruisers were trying to blow up the smooth dagger-shaped battleships and carriers.
Though, soon enough it was evident that Batarian ships can't take the damage as the supercharged beams from the Imperial battleships were punching holes through the hulls before their mass effect cores destabilised and blew up.
The fight lasted only a few moments before the Imperial Battleships moved to face the refuelling depots and began to rain fire.
Moments later, the barriers stopped working, and the massive Gas Giant's gravity sucked the wreckage of the space station Kevar, disappearing moments later into the clouds of the yellow Gas Giant.
With the military gone, the Imperial ships continue to lay waste to Batarian Infrastructure around the solar system, skipping the colony of Camala.
As the Empire was rampaging, there was a small spaceship following them a considerable distance.
This ship belonged to Salarian STG. The Special Tactics Group, the Salarian special forces, is a major force in the Salarian military. They do pretty much everything from assassination to sabotage, and they are here to gather intel on the Empire.
"I think they know we are here." One of the Salarians aboard the ship said, with a pensive look.
"Well, we don't have any weapons. It was the right call to take a ship without any weapons." Another Salarian said as he was checking his consoles.
"The issue is that our systems for a second were non-responsive. Checking the data logs…" The third rapidly spoke as his fingers were dancing through the keyboard.
"Nothing so far, the logs are empty, checking other systems…"
…
…
…
"...Found it! Someone deleted logs, but one can't completely hide its footprint." The officer pointed at the holographic screen.
"So we were hacked… without even knowing… this is bad." The captain of the squad realised what this could lead to.
"What has been downloaded?" All of a sudden, he asked.
"...No idea… as I said, data logs are gone, all I could check is the traffic of information flow and power usage."
"...We need to report to Dalatrass." With that said, the Salarian team swiftly left the system. This team was not the only one being compromised by the Imperials!
Marcus spent decades devising methods to track everything happening in his systems, and to do that, he used Sun's magnetic field by utilising his comms towers, which are on every single solar system under his control.
STG don't know that, nor do the Batarians, as it's how Marcus's ship can literally jump right on them in systems under his control.
The Salarians had a hard time entering Imperial space, as the moment they did, Imperial warships would appear in a matter of moments and right where they were!
It's crazy for species that are proud of their espionage abilities.
Soon enough, the Salarian realised one cruel thing: their technology and methods were vastly inferior, and that alone triggered the Salarian Union.
~~~~~~Meanwhile, Khar'Shan~~~~~~
The rest of the cities fell within hours as Mobile suits, with the help of Marines, took down defences. Moments later, regular troops poured into the cities, with massive warships overhead, and they did their part in terrifying them.
"What now? We have the planet." Leila asked with crossed arms as she looked at the fellow Empress.
"We release the slaves!" Kallen said with a heated look.
"How? And where?" The blonde Empress rolled her eyes as she asked the burning question.
"...Ugh…"
"Exactly. Thank your lucky stars that your husband is a literal Emperor who foresaw your blunder and already set things in motion." The Empress of Logistics motioned at her blunder.
"We already contacted the Citadel Council, and they are happy to help. They understood that it was a major PR stunt; they are politically savvy.
"These are their species…" Kallen tried to reason.
"Yes, but they all allow their people to leave, and if they leave, it doesn't mean the government can babysit them; the Milky Way is a huge place. There is a literal wild space by the name Terminus Systems and Attican Traverse… thousands of solar systems. You do realise that they can't track them all and help.
That is how these Batarians have so many slaves; even Batarians themselves are slaves." Leila reminded her of the scale of space.
"Thankfully, our people won't do that." Kallen sighed, but the fellow Empress had that look which said: 'Are you sure about that?'
"You can't be serious! Who would want to live in a dumpster like that!" The red-haired motioned towards the world below them.
"Not this world but Citadel, or other worlds, like Thessia or some of the colonies. Some people love exotic stuff." The blonde Empress hinted at someone specific.
"Ugh, Julian and Scipio…"
"Indeed. Your son served under Scipio for a while." Leila chuckled.
"Don't remind me! That witch's son is a menace!" The red-haired woman complained for a second before she looked at the map of the planet.
"We should erect temporary processing facilities of our own. We should collect any information we can on these slaves." She suggested surprising Leila a bit.
"Not bad, you can think when you want."
"Shut up." Kallen snapped back at that stupid tease.
~~~~~~Back on Eden Prime~~~~~~
Marcus, dressed in an exploration suit, walked into the bunker. His son and Lacus followed him. Euphemia and her daughters stayed in Avalon as they were preparing a feast with the help of the maids.
"Mark!" Anna hurried over to him and hugged his hand.
The Emperor chuckled at her behaviour as he needed to comment.
"Don't!"
In his defence, he raised his spare hand.
"Fair enough. So what do we have?" He walked over to several pods that Michael pulled out.
Marcus looked at the pods before looking at Feldt and Christina.
"Good to see you two." The Inventor Emperor nodded at them and then smiled at Feldt, who slightly blushed before nodding at him.
"Yes. We couldn't skip this, right, Feldt?" Christina commented.
"Umm, yes, anyway, Legion figured out that it was exactly like how the explorers said. The outer layers' cryo pods are low-tier workers and labourers, and the deeper you go, the more important the people are.
Eventually, the central chamber is where the only active pod is." The pinkette computer expert summoned a hologram and showed it to Marcus.
"We should find the power source and the central computer; we could maybe even revive the OS of this place and glean more into Protheans." The Emperor suggested, looking at them, then into the cryo pods.
"That could work. The Protheans built this place to last; even in this state, it works. We could find the computer." Feldt and Anna nodded as they got excited at such an opportunity.
They do have a working computer at Mars' South Pole. But it's nothing more than an observation and a weather console. Nothing like the bunker they are in right now.
"Indeed. Hadrian, tell the teams to move in and begin proper excavation and tell Lloyd to get in here. He already has experience with Protheans.
"Of course, father." The 5th Prince nodded as he turned around and walked out of the bunker.
"Now then, let's go deeper. I wanted to see the working pod." Marcus looked at his team, who nodded at his words.
"Alright."
The group began to walk deeper into the bunker.
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…
Drones rushed into the central room where the single pod stood, and beams of light began to bombard the whole room—scanning and mapping everything.
Moments later, Marcus and his group strolled in as their built-in HUD in the exploration suit displayed the drones' scans.
The Emperor was not using standard methods, as scanning the bunker with typical methods would yield nothing. Protheans built this place with metres-thick stone walls.
So instead, the drones used sound frequencies to look around for any irregularities.
"Interesting… they do use different types of rocks. Funny enough, this is literally the best thing they could use." Marcus commented as he checked the data he got.
"Indeed. We are quite good with rocks." Anna smiled. They literally use rocks to generate gravitational forces. Whatever the Protheans used is quite primitive compared to their abilities.
The Emperor walked to a specific spot and tapped several times. Then his hand armour morphed into a sound tool and ringed on this rock. Moments later, he got scans of the deeper layers, revealing cables and hologram projectors that eventually led to the central computer area.
"...That was quick." Lacus smiled as she saw what he had just done.
"Yes, and now… let's see~~~" Marcus strolled around the room for a bit before tapping a stone with his sound tool, creating a ringing sound, then… the wall began to move…
What he used was the old technique of Precurson humans to move rocks with sounds.
The bunker had no power left; whatever was left was to power the last remaining pod, so the rocks would not move. Instead, he moved it for them, and thus a chamber that had been sealed away for 50 thousand years was now open.
"Whoa!" Christina and Feldt rushed in first, followed by Michael, who was more restrained.
"The console looks just like the one on Mars. We can use it!" The brown-haired hacker girl declared, then looked at Michael.
"Can you power it? C'mon!"
"I am not your battery, but sure." The Prince complained for a second, but he still listened as he walked over, inspecting the console for a bit. He found a port, his power armour gauntlet morphed into the shape of the port, and then began to send energy into it.
The small GN reactor on the back of the suit began to spin rapidly, generating energy at an immense rate.
"Oh! There is a reaction!" Christina scrambled to check as several dark green holograms appeared; she brought her hand close, and the console reacted to her presence, opening up. Revealing several horizontal consoles.
"Let's see… prothean, prothean… thankfully the AI is good at translating." The girl began to check.
"There are obvious signs of wear and tear, but it mostly works. The sensors are gone, which means the bunker doesn't know how much time has passed.
However, the internal systems show that over 39 thousand years have passed since the bunker was activated." Christina was reading from the console.
"That means that the computer began to lose power after waiting 39 thousand years."
"That's some serious tech to allow such long cryo sleep. Considering that they don't have Dyson sphere tech or GN technology, they were working with limited energy resources." Michael, who was powering the computer from behind, commented.
"We have no idea about their power source." Anna chipped in as she walked over and began to read.
"The power source on Mars was an Eezo-powered core. We can assume they were eezo-powered civilisations, just like the current ones.
Isn't it a bit strange?" Feldt commented all of a sudden, as she felt it was strange.
"We can say that's because of Protheans. Since they were everywhere." The Science Empress replied.
"Umm… guys, check this!" Christina exclaimed, excited about something.
"You know I am standing next to you; there is no need to shout." The Pinkette Empress of Science complained; thankfully, her suit helped mute the loud noise.
"S-Sorry. Anyway, there is a VI buried in files! I can try to boot it."
"...VI and not AI? Seriously…" Michael complained.
"Gee, I wonder why? Maybe killer AI was on the loose in their era as well." Christina joked.
"Knowing how shitty everyone else is at designing the AI, I do not doubt." The Prince commented with an eye roll.
"I do not doubt, either, Christina, supplement VI with our data to restart it. I don't want it to get hostile or something." Marcus said, arms crossed, as he was getting mentally ready for what would come next.
"There is not much it could do. The bunker is basically dead."
"Self-delete and all data along the way." He pointed that out.
"Point taken." The brown-haired girl nodded, then looked at Michael, who was at the ports.
"If you would."
"Right…" The Prince rolled his eyes, and so his other finger became a 'USB drive', transferring Legion OS into the Prothean computer.
"My thanks."
The girl began adjusting files at a rapid speed.
"For 50 thousand years old computer, this thing is decent. A bit of refurbishment is still needed. But it was built to last."
"Most components are metal and other materials that are long-lasting by nature. Such machines could last much longer. Especially since we are protected from the weather." Feldt said, looking at Christina working.
"By the way, I got the file on the person in the last cryo pod." She summoned her hologram and showed it to them: a Prothean.
"...Seriously? Another four-eyed species?" Michael looked baffled and annoyed.
"Though the armour looks decent." The Prince begrudgingly accepted that armour was good-looking.
"They are fully carnivorous… do you know what this means?" Anna added, and Lacus, who was silent most of the time, looked at her husband, more like stared at him.
"Still want to do THAT?" She asked him, hinting at something very specific.
"It's fine." He stroked her back, making her sigh.
"If you say so."
"The person is he, and he is named Javik, the commander of the local population of this world. His…avatar is Vengeance? What does that even mean?
Anyway, I am done. The VI is compatible with us." Christina said with excitement.
"Power it up."
With that said, she pressed a button on the green holographic keyboard, and another hologram flew out of the console, forming into a Prothean image.
[VI Victory operational, trying to assess the situation.]
[Sensors damaged, can't assess main function. Cryo pods state: unknown.]
"Whoa, the way it sounds is fascinating." The brown-haired hacker girl exclaimed in surprise
"Yeah." Feldt had a similar reaction, and so did the rest of the group. This was the first time they heard an alien speaking, even if it was a VI.
[Species identified, Human. Conclusion: the bunker has been found by space-faring humans, the cycle has ended. Beginning first contact protocols. I am VI Victory, and possess a character imprint of a great scientist and this project's leader, Caed.]
"...Human? As in Homo Sapiens-sapiens? Evolutionary term… We don't even use that name." Anna pondered; she felt it was strange. They stopped using such a term long ago.
[Correct. How do you call yourselves?]
"Imperials, human is more like a book term we use in biology, most people take the name of the Empire they all live in."
[Understandable term. I request to know what year it is, and if there are any Protheans?] Victory asked.
"It's approximately 50 thousand years since the Protheans disappeared from the galaxy. That's what the official codex states." Marcus took a step forward.
[Understood, then the Reapers were successful with their cycle.]
"..."
"..."
"..."
The Emperor's breathing was slightly hitched, something Lacus noticed; he was nervous.
"The reapers… we can assume that these are the creators of the Mass Relays and the cause of your species extinction?"
[Yes. Reapers are machines that dwell in dark space. Every time the civilisations in the Galaxy reach a certain point in evolution, they begin their cycle. Protheans were among the many species harvested beforehand.
We, just like your species, have found the Mass Relays and the Citadel. But those are just the traps made by the Reapers.]
Everyone in the room stared at Victory, but then they looked at Marcus, who looked like he already knew it!
But what they heard was horrifying!
'No wonder he was so on edge…'
At that moment, Anna recalled how weird he was when they found Prothean ruins on Mars for the first time all those years ago.
'He suspected something like that all those years ago…
Now all those cannons and fortifications make sense.'
[However, from the looks of it, you still have a chance. The cycle has not yet begun.]
"Indeed, and soon I will have a meeting with leaders of other species. There will be a chance to bring up reapers and the harvesting cycle. The issue is that we need proof.
I suppose we can release Javik from the cryo sleep?"
[Commander Javik will speak for my people, leader of Imperials] VI Victory assured him.
"Good, then we can begin the procedure." Marcus's hand went to the VI as he 'collected' the hologram and began to walk towards the room where Javik's pod was located.
"...Holy… I got goosebumps, machines that harvest civilisations! Damn!" Christina finally snapped out as she took a deep breath.
"Yes, we are going to do something, no?" Feldt asked Marcus.
"My Empire is ready; the question is the rest of the galaxy." The Emperor replied as he released the VI next to the cryo pod.
"Victory, undo the cryo state."
[One moment.]
The pod reacted as sections opened, and cool air hissed. Moments later, the upper parts slide open, revealing a Prothean in red armour.
For a couple of moments, nothing happened, but then the Prothean began to move, its eyes snapped open, and it looked around.
Marcus motioned for his group to take some distance. Instead, VI was close to the pod.
[Commander Javik]
"...Victory?"
[Indeed. It has been 50 thousand years.]
"...What…"
[We will give you some time to reorient.]
"...We…" Who is 'we'?
The Prothean Commander slowly got out of the pod and collapsed on the ground.
[This reaction is expected; the body needs to recover, give a moment.] Victory said to Marcus as everyone looked with fascination at the last Prothean.
Eventually, Javik was back on his feet. He looked at Marcus and the rest.
"..."
"We understand you, even if you speak Prothean."
"...How… can you speak my language?" For a second, the ancient alien was confused. He can hear Prothean coming from their mouths!
"You are humans… so it truly has been 50 thousand years." As Javik said, he moved closer, but Michael swiftly got in the way.
"Relax, son. He wants to use his Prothean sensory exchange, I am right, Javik?" Marcus stopped his son.
The Commander simply nodded.
The Emperor simply smiled, and his son moved aside, allowing Marcus to pass through. The armour 'retracted' as it turned into liquid.
The Commander looked a bit interested in this strange technology.
He will learn soon.
Sure enough, Javik grabbed his hand and learned everything…
It was… quite an overload as the Prothean backpedalled, ending up dropping on his ass.
"...W-What are you? How is that even possible?"
The Prothean realised how absurd it was! The technological progress of humans was absurd to say the least!
"Marcus Justinian Anaheim, I am Emperor of my people. I have been leading them for two hundred and eleven years."
"I know that… but how are these things possible?" Javik was confused.
"Which ones? You need to be more specific."
"Your technology makes no sense. The AI didn't revolt, then this soul-based technology, a form of immortality…" The moment the Prothean Commander mentioned soul-based technology, there was a reaction from the Imperial family.
"H-How did he learn the Imperial Secrets!" Michael got triggered; he was about to morph one of his armour hands into a beam rifle.
"Relax, son, that's Prothean biology. He experienced what I experienced, which is why he collapsed like that. I doubt Prothean is supposed to experience the Collective Unconsciousness."
"..." The Prince calmed down.
"To answer your question. Humanity as a species has been around for tens of thousands of years. The only issue was that we were constantly reset by cataclysmic events such as asteroid impacts.
My civilisation had two sets of ruins. One is your Prothean on Mars, and the other is our own in the South Pole of our Homeworld of Terra.
However, by the time we learned of Protheans, our technology was far too advanced to care about Eezo's abilities since we had equivalent."
"...You humans achieved a lot over the past 50 thousand years."
"It's mostly in the past two hundred years." Marcus shrugged.
"...More importantly, the Reapers haven't started the cycle yet! You humans, have a chance!" All of a sudden, Javik processed what was going on. He realised that the cycle had not yet begun! There is a chance.
"Indeed. I will be having a meeting with the Citadel Council species. You see, we only recently had our first contact. My Empire has been ignoring Mass Relays; we were suspicious of them from the very beginning."
The Prothean Commander was a bit surprised to learn that. In a sense, they were stupid and smart at the same time.
From the experiences he is still processing, this Empire has a different form of FTL, while slower than a Mass Relay, their conventional FTL is far faster.
Reapers will have a harder time harvesting them.
'If not harvesting at all… those cannons they have…'
Javik begrudgingly had to accept the simple fact that this race, primitive to him just a while back, is now extremely advanced and proficient at building monolithic structures…
Rivalling even the Reapers in their abilities!
"I do hope that you could speak some sense into them. After all, we don't have much proof that Reapers exist. According to the Council Codex, the Council species believe that Protheans built Mass Relays and the Citadel."
Javik snorted at that information.
"I haven't even seen the citadel. When I was born, the citadel had long been lost to the Protheans. I only knew stories about it." The Commander explained to them.
"But I will speak and warn them. It's up to them if they want to listen."
"Indeed. I will protect my territories, the rest of the galaxy… well." Marcus hinted at his stance on the wider Galaxy.
"Very well, I will say my part and the fate of Protheans." Javik nodded, having a general idea of the Galaxy's current political situation.
"Good, the question is if you are willing to join us. Because I do have a proposal." Marcus slightly smiled as Javik had some idea what this Emperor had in mind.
"If you plan to use this bunker to your means and use your technological prowess to bring back my people. All I have to say is that those people will not be true Prothean." The Commander said with an assured tone.
"That is why I am asking you to join me and lead and teach them," Marcus replied.
Most of the Emperor group were baffled to hear that Marcus is planning to bring the Protheans back to life! That was wild!
At least to Christina, Feldt and Michael, but Anna and Lacus know their husband well.
"...I am Avatar of Vengeance… all I know is how to fight," Javik commented at what he is good at… He is not a good teacher…
"And teaching and leading is another form of Vengeance, these new Protheans will inherit the will of the Prothean of the old."
"Under your leadership and your Empire's umbrella." Javik pointed that out.
"It is what it is, Commander Javik. Nothing is free in the Galaxy we live in."
As the group talked, more people began to pour in.
"Whoa! I was not expecting to find a living one!" Lloyd gawked to see Javik just standing there.
"We are lucky, Lloyd. Regardless, we are leaving the rest to you, but I am taking Victory with me." Marcus motioned and collected the Prothean VI.
"Oh, c'mon! Leave some stuff for me!" The G-Force leading engineer complained!
"Hah, I can give you a copy later, anyway, enjoy your research." The Emperor waved his hand as he began to leave, followed by his group and his newest addition to his Empire.
As they left the bunker, Hadrian rushed over with a sweaty forehead.
"Father! Father! News from Khar'Shan! Look what Mother Kallen and Leila found!" The Prince brought over a thin table with a picture on it.
"T-This is…" Marcus's eyes trembled as he saw a FAMILIAR shape of a ship. He then showed it to Javik.
"Look at this."
The Prothean looked confused for a second, but then he saw the picture on the tablet.
"REAPER!"
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