"Apex, only one left. Two others died on impact, the pilot and the Turian when the rockets struck."
The Krogan yelled over at Raven, "You can drop the weapon human, he checks out. Also, Renni knows a bit about medicine. We'll get you to the trucks and let him patch you up."
"Affirmative," the Salarian spoke in a cool, emotionless voice. Even though his body had taken a massive beating, he spoke with no signs of pain. His voice was even and unchanging, with the wounds he suffered not seeming to have harmed him the slightest. He shrugged off any help he got from the others to get to the trucks. He walked on his own.
When they reached the truck, the Salarian guard stood back and started working on patching up Esten. The other three went back to the crashed truck, saying they had to cover their tracks.
A few minutes passed before a large explosion was heard across the market, and more smoke started rising from the direction of the truck. The guards returned soon after, claiming they blew the remains to pieces, so by the time Blood Pack figured out it was a trap, they'd have been long gone.
Verahl sat to the side the whole time, silent. He was still shaken over the death of Xandus.
Lux and Moloa talked quietly amongst themselves, and Esten sat beside the medic as he continued to patch him up.
The Krogan guard spoke out, "Now that the deed is done, can we get a move on now?"