It certainly was. The guys manning the perimeter outside the temple definitely looked ready for it. They seemed confident, too. Like they weren't expecting too much of a fight.

Which, in Garrus's mind, begged the question of why they brought so much ordinance to storm what looked like an abandoned temple in the middle of nowhere. Seemed a little excessive for breaching the door.

He's not complaining though. Sure, the gun emplacements made this risky, but everyone being so focused on the temple meant that no one had spotted the armored turian sneaking around their back lines. Whatever they were doing, they could keep it up. As far as he's concerned, all it does is give him an opportunity to find the mental generator and take it out.

At least, that's what he was thinking up until he saw a glint of familiar teal.

"Oh, hell ..." He mutters.