After finishing his Krogan, Shakar turned and sent a couple more hits to various other attackers. The fight was over quickly however, with the attackers fleeing. While she didn't want to fight at first, now she was almost sad that it ended so fast. She didn't even get to pull her blade at all, having used only her fists.<br/><br/>As she was cleaning herself on the armor of one of the dead enemies, she suddenly heard a whimper from behind a crate, along a wall, where no one else was. She got curious and went to see. There, on the ground, was one of the Asari commando that Shakar had punched without even realizing it. She was obviously hurt, and holding her side. She was dressed in a full black outfit, with only her head visible. Shakar looked at her for a moment. The Asari was so beautiful, and she could sense the power in her, although she was now suffering.<br/><br/>As she came near, the Asari saw her, and tried to raise her hands to send some bionic attack her way. However, being hurt already, she couldn't manage to get them up in time, and Shakar grabbed her by the wrist. The girl screamed as she gripped her strongly, and pulled her upright. She held her by one wrist, and started to caress her body over her tight black suit. The Asari looked at her with complete disdain, with fire in her eyes. Shakar was so impressed by her defiance, just like what she sensed from Aria back in Afterlife. This race was truly something to behold.<br/><br/>She brought the girl's hands behind her back, and pulled a wire that was falling from the ceiling, using it as a crude binding device, tying up the Asari's hands behind her back. She then went back to the group, forcefully pushing the injured Asari in front of her. Shakar looked at John and said firmly, as a statement of fact and not a request "I'm keeping this one."<br/>