<div align="center">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/003/2/7/turian_by_dandzialf-d36c6w5.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">An explosion suddenly ripped through the ship, and Vincent would feel the air rushing away.  Bodies, those of guards and attackers, flew by as they were spaced.  Vincent got lucky that his helmet was sealed against space.  Around him, the world lost sound except for the feeling of things moving and vibrating the deck.  The attackers were starting to be repelled, but they were still a force.  Most of the other guards around Vincent were dead, either through vacuum exposure or through wounds sustained fighting.<br/><br/>The Krogan Battlemaster was still out there, but he'd been hit by a grenade and was injured.  Krogan posessed secondary and tertiary functions, so he was still up and about, but one of his hearts had been shredded.  He was having to move slower, but he kept moving, consumed by the Rage.  He wanted to rip every single one of the guards to pieces with his bare hands.  He began charging after Vincent's position, intending to start there.<br/><br/>Things weren't good for the prisoners either.  Something hit the hull over general population, and before it could be sealed, quite a few prisoners lost their lives.  The prisoners still alive were in bad spots.  They couldn't escape, and those who might help them were either already fighting the attackers or floating in space.  Well, except for one person, who arrived to back up Vincent.  She wore a black spacesuit and helmet, but it was clearly the Warden herself.  She carried an assault rifle and began pouring fire into the skull of the Krogan, then grabbed Vincent and pulled him out of the way before the Krogan smashed through the barricade.<br/><br/></span>