Garrus' luck seemed to have begun in the worst possible fashion. Coming away from the cornucopia with nothing useful he ducked into the thick jungle to move away from the bloodbath he had just been subjected to. He would do better to cover as much ground as possible after all of the weapons had been dealt out and to find a better vantage point.

The sonic fences were something he wanted to avoid entirely, getting as far away from them as possible as well. At the very least the jungle seemed familiar with recognisable dextro-based plants that struck him as strange. The jungle was full of fruits and he was sure he saw some animal tracks that were familiar. It was too strange, but at the sound of a branch breaking nearby, he ducked down into the tangled overgrowth to observe whatever it was that made the noise.