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"Ryder. There is something you need to see in the cargo bay." Suvi said through the speakers.
As Ryder made her way to the cargo bay, cheers and shouts filled the Tempest.
"500 credits to the N7. The biotic can't win this one." Drak barked at Liam.
"I don't know. Cora is the strongest biotic..." Liam replied.
"A biotic is nothing without biotics." Vetra snorted. "I'm with the old man."
"What's going.... on?" Ryder's jaw almost ended on the floor. Right there, a display of muscles was shown. Cassandra and Cora, the strongest women on the ship, were arm wrestling. Even without biotics, both of them were a force to behold.
Both women were pushing and pushing, yet none of them gave up an inch. "How long do they have there?" Ryder asked at Gil. He shrugged.
"They were there when I came in this morning."
This was definitely going to take a while. "Shouldn't we stop them-"
Peebe shushed her and handed her some popcorn. "Just enjoy the show."