A Krogan storming at you, wielding a shotgun as large as your own arm, had to be the most frightening thing Kyll had ever seen coming at him. He'd been lucky during the initial outbreak, as he was in the back when the Krogan and Turian sniper appeared. But now that the front of the merc group had either died or was fleeing, the Krogan had set his beady eyes on the Drell. There was some good news, if you could call it that. First off, Kyll was lucky that the Krogan had apparently decided to rip him apart with his bare hands, instead of shooting him. Kyll doubted he could muster up a barrier to hold back such firepower. The other good news, was that the Krogan was working as a good shield between Kyll and the Turian sniper. Of course, the bad news was still that there was a Krogan charging at him with a murderous intent. This must be what that human saying was all about, what was it again? Like a rabbit staring into the headlights? Kyll had to muster up all his willpower to regain control over his body and override that crippling fear.<br/><br/>The Krogan clearly hadn't anticipated such a nimble opponent, as the Drell quickly jumped out of its way, a small trail of purple smoke coming off of him as he used his biotics to give him that extra burst of speed. Like a enraged bull, the Krogan skidded to a stop and snorted at the pesky Drell who dared to jump out of his way. That pesky Drell had pulled out his pistol in the time it took for the much more sluggish brute to turn around, taking a few shots at the Krogan. The shots left impacts that would've felled any other creature, but not the Krogan. Even now Kyll could already see that famous Krogan regenerative hide close up, leaving behind more scars for the Krogan to brag about. As luck would have it, the mediocre aim of the Drell had managed to hit the shotgun the Krogan had been carrying as well. It didn't exactly destroy the thing, as Kyll had hoped, but instead managed to knock it out of the Krogan's hands. Though he hardly seemed worried about that.<br/><br/>A loud bang suddenly filled the area, as the Turian was making sure that no one had forgotten about him. The shot whizzed past Kyll's head, too close for comfort. The sudden force momentarily dazing him, as he brought up his Phalanx towards the sniper. Which was were he broke the first rule when fighting against a Krogan. Never take your eyes off a Krogan. He had barely managed to pull off two shots, when he noticed the ground shaking under the heavy footsteps of the Krogan. There was no time to dodge, not even with biotics. The only thing Kyll could do was bring up his arms in a defensive posture as the Krogan came in with a mean headbutt, sending the Drell flying backwards.<br/><br/>Using the momentum from the hit, Kyll rolled back on his knees and backed off from the sneering Krogan. The hit had knocked him back enough to put some low walls between him and the sniper, who promptly returned to shooting the other mercs, certain that the Krogan would be able to squash the Drell. Kyll found himself dazed again, his arms hurting from the Krogan blow. The Krogan could see that his prey was weakening, the perfect time to finish it off and get back to killing even more mercs. Wouldn't want the Turian to have a higher bodycount, now could he? He scraped his foot across the ground and let out a snort, before rushing into another charge. This one had much more power behind it, he wanted to flatten that puny Drell against the walls.<br/><br/>Kyll however had already anticipated something like this, and had the Krogan taken his time to actually study his intended target, he would've noticed a smirk on the Drell's face. More purple smoke started to emit from the Drell as he made an upward motion with his right arm, sending a purple orb towards the Krogan, who suddenly found himself being propelled into the air by his own charge. He flailed and roared as he casually started to float away. It must've been a hilarious sight for the Turian, as his colleague suddenly came floating by the window.<br/><br/>Kyll however was already making his deft escape, and by deft, I mean he hugged the wall and hoped that the Turian wouldn't look down. He wasn't planning on taking down the Turian, or even finish off the Krogan. They would make for good distractions for the remainder of the mercs, who were now behind Kyll. Cravix had gained an annoying head start now, and the worst part was, that this was his territory. It wouldn't surprise Kyll if more of these little surprises would pop up along the way.<br/><br/>Still feeling the pain in his arm and the exhaustion of using biotics starting to show, he continued his chase for the Turian. He opened a comm channel to the others "Assad, Ashana and Tso'ari, I'm still in pursuit of Cravix, but I'm starting to bump into resistance. I'm following him into the residential area, if you're following be aware of a Krogan beserker and a Turian sniper near a gunshop. Just as a heads up, Kyll out." This assignment was getting worse by the minute, and it didn't seem like there would be an end any time soon.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>