Voka spotted the two bomas and found himself cornered. He quickly grabbed a stun grenade attached from his vest, pulled the pin, and underhandedly tossed the grenade directly at the charging beasts. He then readied his shotgun for the moment the grenade took effect.
The round was caught by the metal plating of the combat vest yet it knocked the wind off Voka. He fell back to his knees and struggled to the nearest cover with his heart racing. He painfully yanked the two fangs left on his shoulder. From behind cover, he fumbled within his pockets for the...
The top fangs of the howlrunner punctured through the plate of metal and slowly began digging through the rough layer of Voka's skin. The sharp pain alerted Voka and he instinctly thrusted the barrel of the shotgun upon the howlrunner's head, pumped the shotgun, and fired. No thoughts were needed...
Voka pumped the shotgun, skipped a few steps back, aimed from the hip, and fired again at the wounded howlrunner to finish the job. He assumed the injuried limb would affect the howlrunner's effectiveness of its speed and pounce.
The claws gashed through the poncho yet only grazed the combat vest thanks to the light metal plates within. Voka quickly staggered away from the wild beast a few steps back, aimed his shotgun from the hip, and hastefully fired a slug at the howlrunner as pushed on towards the rodian with only...
Hot headed and too blunt to concentrate, all Voka could think was what he wanted to do to Ares once he confronted him again. He didn't care if he lost during the spar, he took too much pride in his own modified creations for it to be used by others.
Voka snapped backed to reality once he heard...
A stun round stuck the lower left lege of Voka. The nonlethal round bounced off the skin yet the force of the impact temporarily disabled his movement. Voka sweared in pain and realized that Ares was using his own gun against him.
"You bastard, use my own gun against me!!" he yelled out to...
Voka started to hear howling, though he didn't know what creature it was. There were numerous howls and growls from various areas around the maze, more than just a couple. He grew more cautious and continued to proceed with a left turn around the corridor. Voka kept a pace of looking back and...
The moment Voka heard those words, he started off with a fast paced walk. He had his SMG stowed and shotgun armed. The rodian kept his eyes focused for any traps that could be laying around the corridor and took a right turn.
Voka sat down and started applying the bacta to his bullet wounds and fractured rib area and wrapped gause around them. He got up after treating himself and continued to follow Ares to the cargo hold.
Inside what looked to be a small room, Voka started to feel a bit claustrophobic with the...
"I yield, I know when it's time to back down and give up," replied Voka as he struggled to stand up straight.
"I should have known better in the beginning but the thrill of the fighting a superior is hard to resist. I'm honored to have you as an opponent," Voka added as he gave a diligent bow...
The full impact of the armored knee crushed possibly a rib or two as it brought full impact upon Voka's stomach along part of his chest. He fell face foward as he held his stomach in fetal postion trying to gasp for air.
Every attempt to breath would be blocked as the damaged rodian panicked...