Cautious footsteps grabbed Jack's attention, making her pause in her assessment of the area.

"Shit."

Hissing the swear under her breath, she changed course quickly. Stealth wasn't really her game, but she was good enough at ambushing to backtrack around the ship. Behind her soon-to-be dead assailant, she stayed in the shadow of the vessel.

"Move and you're dead, fucker!" She called from her hiding spot.

Familiar warmth ran over her skin as she primed her biotics, aura flaring blue and dull pleasure making her smirk.