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Surrounded and in unknown surroundings, the circumstances would have been nerve-wracking for anyone, but Damien had been in worse. It was one of the reasons he decided to become a mercenary in the first place. The wars his old clan had participated in typically brought bloodshed on untold...

Damien was able to hear Tarz's response and couldn't help but smirk underneath his helmet. The annoyed tone was obvious, and he couldn't fault the man for it. Fortunately for him, in a certain sense, it would be the last time he would ever have to deal with this annoyance again. The guards would...

For Damien, this visit to Cato Neimoidia would be a first as well, but an experience he immediately felt familiar with. Every planet he has visited has turned out to all consist of the same universal equation that he could always provide an answer for. Someone needed to die, and someone was...

Damien was crouched on a ledge, one arm resting on his knee as his visor routinely scanned the street below from left to right. The main target of his gaze was a cantina, one that had an obscenely large and neon-lit sign that proudly displayed the name, The Tumbling Krayt. The traffic outside...

When Damien's eyes fluttered open, he found his feet being dragged through a mixture of mud and blood. It took him a few seconds to remember how to operate his legs, his limbs eventually responding to his commands as one foot went after another with a wet splash. Half of his visor was covered in...

At first, all he could hear were the explosions—a cacophony of deafening blasts that shook the earth and his very skeleton. Then came the screams, one after another, culminating in some unidentifiable roar that couldn't be forgotten. Half of them were fueled by adrenaline; fear, second doubts...