Garrus Vakarian

Archangel adjusts his sniper rifle, sitting on one of the roofs of Omega. He methodically and expertly aimed at the head of one of the mercenaries who came for him. The sound of a gunshot is heard, and it's over. He never missed.

Suddenly he hears footsteps behind him and turns around. "I didn't expect anyone to be able to go behind my back. Our further conversation will depend on whether you are an enemy or a friend." He loads another round into the rifle.