It's been a little over an hour since he'd managed to shake off the strange alt Shepard. There's a hole blown clean through his thigh and every organ in his body felt like it'd gone through a tumbler from ungodly amount of biotic rattling he'd had to endure.

But he'd stopped the bleeding and for all the bruising and limping, he was alive and relatively intact. He'd managed to grab his armor and weapons while his hunter had been distracted by something else and now?

Now he just... had to keep moving.

His omni-tool pings him- a proximity alert, Saren's marker showing up on his helmet's HUD. Nihlus locks down the location and pulls the bike he'd hotwired off the road, hits the narrow tangle of alleyways. The column of smoke rising over the buildings greets him in a grey haze as he slows onto a crossroad and-

That.

Sure is two Sarens.

Unclipping his sniper rifle from his dorsal plating, Nihlus swings it over the window shield as it unfolds, takes aim. Squeezes-

There's a deafening 'CRACK' and the ground next to the tangling pair explodes, leaving behind a bowling-ball sized crater.

Shortly after the distraction, Saren- the REAL Saren- will get a ping on his omni-tool, a system-sync request.