Two days? Two days was nothing to Shepard. She had watched as 50 of her comrades died in action on Akuze, endured physical and mental pain beyond the likes of any other. Two days of pathetic punches and posturing is not enough to get Commander Shepard to break.

She had been starting to formulate the plans for an escape when she heard the sirens going. The guard outside her cell looked around wildly in panic; Shepard merely rested her back on the wall and smirked.

What took them so long? She had been getting bored.