The 5-T medium freighter pierced the black void of space as it dropped out of lightspeed. Balal steered the over sized boat down into and through the atmosphere of the cold jungle world of Cholganna. The knight Cuga Ren, new leader of their order, tasked Balal and his fellows with retrieved a lost prize from the planet's surface. Somewhere below the vast thick jungle canopy laid the wreckage of a CID dreadnought. If they could find it, the remains could hold enough droids and material to man an outpost. As was Cuga's intent.
However time was not on the cultist's size. The wreck would be buried under over a hundred years of tree and flora growth. Thus far impossible to place on scanners. To make it worse the thick canopy and rough terrain was also making it impossible to find a place to land near the search area. "Frak" he said aloud, frustrated with the situation. Punching up the ship's coms he spoke to the other two on the ship. "We've made it to the planet, and over the search grid. But we have a problem. Ready yourselves and meet in the cargo hold." With that he turned of the comms.
Turning to his astromech, "BG-66. You have control, hold the ship here. I have a little surprise for them." Balal would then stand and make his way to the cargo hold with the rest. He was dressed in his warn silver and black armor, along with the rest of his standard equipment. Save for the useless pistol he didn't need for this mission. In it's place he carried a data spike. With 66 here, he knew he needed a way to get into the computers on that wreck. Assuming they could even power them. Once in the cargo hold. He waited near the ramp.
Rowa sat in the cargo hold, meditating, focusing. He had left his own ship and droid behind, agreeing that it would be more efficient that all of them going on the same ship. He was sitting as still as stone, drawing in deep breaths as they made their way to the target. When he felt the small jolt of returning to real space he opened his eyes, standing up and cracked his knuckles. He turned to the other two as they began to land, the hatch opening up to reveal the fresh smells of a jungle world. He took one last deep breath before following Balal and the other warrior off the ramp...
Her first mission. Her first time venturing out into the world to presumably do something illegal. The nervousness coming off of Jez Winters was apparent all through the ship. She could tell right away that whatever mental issues she was having were going to get in the way of their assignment so her master ordered her to the upper cargo hold during transport. He didn't want to have to deal with her; she didn't want to embarrass him. Moving into the smaller confined place Jez would sit down with her legs crossed and grip tight to her red blade snap saber. Holding onto her lightsaber hilt always calmed her mind and reminded her of why she was there.
The sound of hyperspace quickly became the only thing heard beside her metallic breathing out of her helmet. Only recently had she stumbled across and old Sith Inquisitor uniform and claimed it as her own (with a few minor details to make it more modern). Wearing the outfit was something she easily adapted to, but her master forbade her from ever removing her helmet (with the exception of necessary reasons such as eating and bathing). She was to live, breathe, and sleep in the armor. Much like the Mandalorians of old. Only through the constant reminder of the helmet would she better understand her place as a Knight of Ren. Xetno Ren as her master had renamed her.
Jez -or Xetno- had been trained heavily in the Dark side of the Force. There was never a doubt in her mind or conviction that she could be anything else. What the girl lacked was experience. And the craving for power. She was a rebel at heart. As her new mentor told her, she was trained to be a follower, when she could have been a Queen. He would help her realize her potential and grow to the true warrior inside her. Xetno Ren would find her place in the universe. And many would fear her name.
As Xetno calmed herself and her anxiety, she would soon begin to meditate. Calling upon the Force she allowed it to run through her and embrace her in its cold touch. She lost herself within it's essence and would begin to rise where she sat. This is how Jez had always trained herself. Using her own body as a weight to support she kept it afloat with the Dark side. It reminded her that without the Force, she would fall. Around her gently orbited the many pieces to her sabers, now all taken apart down to the crystals inside. And this is how she stayed until her master's voice came over the comm system. Xetno would lower herself and set her feet down to support herself then quickly rebuild her sabers back to functionality. Setting it onto her belt she then left to meet her master downstairs.
The ramp would open up in the cargo bay doors and Xetno could feel the rush of air and wind zipping through the hold. Something was wrong. Why had they not landed. Due to her connection with her master she felt the answer in his mind. "Are you serious?!" she asked through her visor. It wasn't a 'Are you mad and insane? This is a horrible idea?' sort of question. Her expression was like a teenager who had been surprised by her parents for getting her a speeder for her birthday. The inner adrenaline junkie, party crazed, rebel inside Xetno was squealing with excitement.
Without any time for her master to respond to her question she'd rush past the both of them and leap off head first. Jez shrieked and laughed with glee as she folded her arms to her side and made a beeline for the canopy. She'd always wanted to go skydiving; she never thought she'd do it without any sort of jetpack. She was surprised to find though that it was unlike anything she could have expected. The raven haired girl would have thought it would be like turbulence in a shuttle: the way one's heart and stomach dropped with each bump. Or an amusement park ride meant to scare the patron into thinking they were falling.
This was nothing like that. There was no panic, no feeling of falling. It just was. The wind rushed past her clothes and made her cape flap violently behind her. But otherwise she felt nothing. The only realization to her falling was that the world was slowly getting closer and closer....and then suddenly like it had skipped a mile or two and rushed up at her it was there! Xetno called upon the Force and flipped herself so her feet were now under her and braced for impact. She expelled a concussive wave of energy under her as she hit the first large leaf from the treetop and then let gravity resume. The leaves and branches bent down against her weight until it dropped her down to the next one where she'd adjust, send another push out, slide down, and repeat. All the way down she fell one perfectly timed bending of the branches after another until her feet ever so gently floated down to the soil.
Almost nothing in the galaxy surprised him. Despite his training and most of his upbringing being in the unknown reached of space, he had a fair concept of what the galaxy was supposed to be. How it would act or react. Yet the longer he spend with his apprentice, the more unpredictable she became. For this instant was perhaps the first time he had felt her be joyful about something. Anything.
She jumped as soon as the ramp lowered. Before he could explain a thing. That part was not as surprising to him. Balal looked to the other knight. Gave him a slight nod. Then jumped. Heading straight down after Xetno. Like her he felt the rush of air go back his body. The jungle coming up to meet him second by passing second.
However Balal's landing was not nearly as graceful as his apprentice. As he jungle canopy come close, the Knight activated his lightsaber. Cutting a swath before him as he slide threw. Slicing branches and vines away and turning them to mulch as he continued to torpedo downward. Until finally, using both hand. He called forth the shadow and pushed down with hit. Using it like a cushion of air and energy to catch him as he landed on his feet.
Now on the ground he assessed their situation. The jungle itself was so thick that it already looked like evening beneath it's thick canopy. Day light would also soon fade. The temperature and well as visibility would be lost to them within the next couple of hours. He would one more wait for the others, once thy joined him, he started to move.
The display in his helmet fed him the data that was given to them by Cuga Ren. The believed location of the downed ship they were after. The other two would have the same data send to their own datapads or whatever devices they had. But by his own display, they had a couple mile hike before them.
Rowa watched as the two Sith jumped from the ramp, one landing gracefully the other skillfully. As soon as there was distance between him and the one who recently jumped out he leapt. He felt the air hiss around him as he descended to the jungle floor. He looked behind him for a moment to watch the ramp seal and the ship itself pull away. When he turned his attention back to the jungle below it was already starting to come up fast. Channeling the Force within he pulled his arms back as far as he could, as if winding up for a heavy punch with both hands. As soon as he was about to hit the canopy of the jungle he threw his arms forward, creating a cushion of air in front of him that resulted in a crater as soon as he hit the ground. He landed on one knee, looking up to see the darkened jungle all around him before coming up on both feet. He let out a long heavy and quiet breath before looking around to find his fellow Sith.
Once he regrouped with them, he fell behind the one leading this mission along with their apprentice. Every now and then he would look behind them to ensure nothing was following them. The last thing he wanted was to be in an ambush. He kept a rigid pace, his shoulders square and his legs always moving. He walked with purpose as they marched onto where the downed ship was supposed to be...
Now that the three of them had landed, it was time to start searching. Xetno would move to join her master and then the other Ren would come and do the same. Her visor was paired with the same navigation as the others, but the map wasn't exactly a direct line to where they needed to go. If they had a droid with them perhaps they could use its scanners to map out the area around them. But as they discussed prior to departing, there wasn't much need for a droid down here.
As her master then decided to start the long walk to where they believed the ship to be, Xetno would allow herself to focus on something else. There was no sense in all of them staring out into the darkness ahead of them. She needed to be aware of everything else. She caught Rowa looking behind them from time to time, so it was clear he had the same idea. But Jez was more worried about what else lie out there in that dangerous forest. She'd done her research while they made their plans for the mission so the raven haired Sith new to expect two things in particular: a powerful and dangerous feline spices called Nexu, and their preferred diet of Bark rats. The Nexu, she suspected, would likely enjoy a new change of protein.
Trusting in the Force, Xetno kept her senses sharp. It was still an adjustment listening to the things around her now that she was constantly wearing a helmet. She couldn't feel the wind in her hair, or a foul smell approaching them. The only clue she had that there was something out there was the sudden rush of malice she felt as one of those very cats lept from a tree above her. Being the smallest of the three, it was obvious why it choose her. Had Jez been more accustomed to her helmet she might have heard it sooner. A lesson for next time.
The beast tackled Jez and she rolled with it as it knocked her down to the ground. The Force fed her movements allowing her to just barely escape its jaws and slip out the side of it. Her armor protected her vital organs from the claws but she had a nice set of lines running along her chest plate. Getting to her feet she drew her snap saber and activated the first beam only. A red light lit up the area around them and she faced down the beast. Anger welled up inside her from her own stupidity. But at least she was alive; which was far more than the Nexu would be in a minute.
The three knight had hardly moved on their trail to the droid ship's crash site when they were besieged by a Nexu. A large female by the look of it. Balal would attempt to turn to face the danger as Xetno yelled at it. The senses expanded by the force. He could feel the ripples in the shadow. More were coming. Something was driving them in the direction of the knights. With purpose or reason, Balal could not tell.
Suddenly three more of the creatures emerged from the thick underbrush. As the came, the quickly started to circle the group of knights. Balal took his hilt from his belt and activated the blade. Twirling it once in his hand. "Xetno, don't play with your food." He spoke into her mind. Then charged toward the flank of one of the four cants
The feline line predators took notice, leaping away to a near by tree to gain the perceived high ground. Only irritating the Echani more. With his left hand, he used his lightber to slice the tree free of the butt. Then with the aid of the shadow, reaching out with his right hand. Pulling the tree upward before dropping it with a thunderous boom
Rowa yanked his crossguard lightsaber from his right hip, the crimson blades screeched out as he held it off to the side while watching the Nexu surround them. He growled, realizing he had not properly prepared for this. His rage took hold as he let out a long almost animalistic combination of a sigh and growl. His gaze fixed on one of the Nexu, reaching out through the Dark Side. It took him moments, the Nexu staring him down looking about reading to pounce...It became tense as Rowa began to concentrate more...more...more...when suddenly but slowly his fingers began to curl as if wrapping around something. The Nexu's expression went from fierce and hungry to confused. It looked down at its chest, shaking its head as it began to suddenly cough. Rowa's fingers began to curl even more, as if squeezing something. The Creature began to shaking and writhe, letting out screeches while it became under some throbbing pain. Rowa began to squeeze whatever he was now visualizing in his hand tighter...tighter...tighter. Then suddenly and without warning he crushed with whatever was in his hand, and the Nexu's screeches stopped. It collapsed lifeless where it stood, blood trickling out of its mouth as the others turned to face the Sith Agents once more.
Rowa took in a deep breath, assuming a more aggressive stance and held his lightsaber high, "Come" he dared, his voice deeper and more intimidating than before...
As she stared down the predatory feline, Xetno heard her master's voice in her mind telling her not to play with her food. She nodded and replied back to him in thought, "Yes master." Turning the blade with her wrist she moved her red beam in a figure-eight pattern from her left side to her right side of her body. She spun it again while moving to her right as she tempted the beast to come for her. Xetno's aggression and hatred for the beast agitated the very air through the Force itself. Prawn to this hunger, the beast leaped once more.
This time, the Sith was ready. She rolled inward, using her small frame to her advantage. As she rounded out, the beam came up and slit straight through the stomach of the beast, gutting her as she soared over head. With a painful crash the Nexu splat against the ground and its feet came up and over its head to land in an awkward prone position. With its last breath it exhaled a pained snarl then fell silent. Xetno moved to stand from out of her roll and spun the blade's hilt in her hand so it was now in a backhanded stance.
In her red vision she scanned the area around them. Her master was fighting one of the creatures, as was their partner. But a fourth still remained. Xetno could feel it moving in the bushes but she could not see where it was specifically. Closing her eyes she'd turn and face where she felt its essence. "Come on, attack," she'd think in her head. Almost as if she put that very thought into its head the male Nexu rushed out of the bushes. Using her backhand she swung diagonally and burned her blade into his front maw as it swept toward her. The Nexu howled with a quick and sharp yelp and backed up.
Xetno prepared herself again waiting for it to strike. It swung again with its other claw but the Sith was just out of its reach as the beast had hesitated. Using the Force to boost her speed she lunged forward, crossed her blade across her chest, and then thrust it back into its ribs. The Nexu cried again as it burned from the inside giving Xetno the chance to finish it off. She let go of the hilt for a split second only to grab it from the top again and pull it free of the fur and then swipe upwards to slash its underbelly into the hole she'd just made. The Nexu flipped over onto its side from the force of her attack; Xetno continued. She turned her blade again on her left side, bringing it up perpendicular to her shoulder and thrust once more into the beast's ribs to its heart this time.
The air got colder as she felt the lifeforce of the Nexu fade away leaving only her burning saber behind. She'd pull her blade back out and hold it there at her side until she was sure the danger was gone. Then, she retracted her blade and went to regroup with the others while she snapped her hilt back into folded position and hung it from her belt.
The others made short work of their prey. While Balal leaped from his position, to the center of the massive fallen tree. He could sense the Nexu still alive, still hungry. But as animals do, she could smell and hear the sounds of her fellow 'cats' dying. Knowing it needed to survive, it slipped back into the thick jungle. The Echani knight had no intention of letting her slip away.
"Puppet, finish up and bring our friend." He commanded Xetno through the force. Then quickly put his blade away, and followed the Nexu. Letting the shadow surround him, hide him from her animal sense. Panicked, the Nexu hurried deeper into the thick undergrowth. Balal following after, as his ren sharped senses felt the fear.
Before the cultist knew it. The Nexu had led him into an old riving, into the bottom of a draw between two steep rough rocky hills. There resting in the mud, rock, and growth. Was the tail end of the ship the knight had been searching for. As Balal looked on, the Nexu quickly jumped into a long dead thruster, called to her young and then the three jumped back down. Vanishing into the jungle.
"I've found it." He spoke into the comms on his headset so that both of the other knights could hear. With the aid of the shadow, he then leaped from his spot on the top of the draw, down to the top of the truster port. He he landed he reached out with his senses to feel for activity or life. Feeling only calm, for the moment.
Rowa heard it on the comm as quickly as his companion, extinguishing his ligthsaber and chasing after Balal's direction. As he jumped from the bush and into view of the massive direlect, he watched on as he saw Balal enter the ship. He took in a deep breath and ran as hard as he could, jumping over any ravines that stood between him and their prize. He jumped one last gap, landing into the thruster of this long dead hulk. He took in another deep breath before looking around, following after his fellow Knight into the darkness of the ship...
"Yes master," she'd reply back to him in thought, not realizing that her master fully intended on giving chase to the pathetic beast.
When she finished off her task she realized that her master was long gone. And apparently so was Rowa. "Wha-wha-what the kriff," she stumbled over her words. "Where did they go?" Opening herself up to the Dark she spread her senses out and pinpointed the direction in which her two companions rushed off in. Why they were wasting their time and energy she hadn't a clue. But she could already tell they were vastly ahead of her. With a groan, she began to run after them. She conserved her strength for now by not using the Force to sprint faster.
That's when she heard her master's actual voice over her comm system. Jez figured it was idle chatter about him finding the runaway Nexu, not that he'd found the very thing they were looking for. She kept her regular pace and was soon much further from her prize than she would have liked. The jungle had many dangers to it, and she wasn't about to rush into one of them. The last thing she needed was falling into a nest of gundark. Though she didn't expect them to be on this system. The possibility was always there.
Calling through their shared comm system Jez would ask, "Where the kark are the both of you? I'm getting tired of running in the dark alone." That wasn't to say she was afraid, more or less annoyed.
He would of been more surprise if his apprentice had managed to beat the other knight to join him. However all he could do was give a sigh of irritation as he felt her confusion through there connection. He gave Rowa and nod, then turned to the actual thruster of the old hulking ship.
Activating his blood red blade, the Echani punctured the hull around the larger burner. Slowly carving a larger circle around it. The thick metal was resistant, despite sitting and rotting for over a hundred years. Balal poured his hate and anger into his connection to the shadow. Focusing the energy into the crystal and thus the blade of his saber. Soon the plasma blade was cutting away the metal of the ship like soft butter.
When the circle was complete the Echain deactivated his blade and looked over his shoulder to Rowa. "Together, move the thruster." He commanded. Then when the other knight was ready, they focused on the old machine. Cupping it with the invisible hands of the shadow, before all at once shoving the block of metal forward and out of the way so they could enter the ship.
Rowa nodded as he readied to move the thruster. With a sharp exhale, he mimicked Balals movement and moved the block aside. He pulled his lightsaber once more, igniting the blade and held it forward to use it as an impromptu glowstick.
She got no answer from either of the two Sith, but she did feel a certain feeling of disappointment. Jez was more than used to that emotion from Balal. Not waiting for an answer -since she knew she wouldn't get one- Xetno continued to pursue them on their wild bantha chase. Only, she felt her master using the Force and in her mind she felt him using his blade for something. Xetno stopped dead in her tracks and exclaimed aloud, "You're at the ship! Mother of-" Groaning she then pressed her comm device to call to them saying, "You should have told me you found the ship."
This time she got a response. Her master belittled her asking if she was ever going to join them. She'd call back, "I'll be right there!"
Calling on the Force Xetno augmented her muscles and rushed like a blur towards the two Sith. They would already be a good distance inward by the time she arrived; Xetno didn't mind watching their backs. She came to the ravine where the ship had crashed and using a set of binoculars in her utility belt, found the spot they'd cut into. Xetno placed the viewing device back in her pouch and then plotted the best way down. Using the Force in a slightly different way, she'd launch herself forward doing a jump no normal person could make. She landed atop the ship -using the Force once more to slow her landing- and then lept off the edge toward the thrusters.
As she fell, she controlled the space around her body to come to a slow hover near the edge then stepped forward to solid ground. It was pitch black inside, and there was no sign of either of them, or their sabers. Xetno would grab her hilt and ignite both beams for a greater light source (she kept the beams side by side rather than unfolding the hilt). She also figured if either of them saw her duel blades they'd know it was her and not someone else sneaking by to cash in on their prize.
"I'm in, Master. Which direction did you turn in?"
Balal would take a peek into the mangled mess of the engine area. He was willing to push in himself but looked over his shoulder to the other knight. "Very well." He answer Rowa. He would then step to one side and allow the other man to enter first, using his own weapon to light the way. Balal would wait a few more moments and let Rowa go as deep into the engines room as he felt comfortable.
Now inside. The focus for them had to be two prong. They needed to find the holds for the droids, and see what could be salvaged. They also needed to open the top flight deck of the hulking dead ship, so they could dock the freighter and start loading.
As Xetno finally joined them within the massive hull. "Good." he said as he looked to his apprentice. "Now that you have arrived we can begin. We need to access the droid launch bay on the upper level, if it can be accessed at all. We also need to access the droid storage. Puppet, you will clear a path to the bay. Rowa, find the the holds for the droids. I will head for the bridge, what's left of it, and attempt to find the codes for reprogramming them."
His orders given. He waited for a moment to see if they had questions or issues with his commands. He suspected his apprentice would not be thrilled with the task. But she would not object to his will. Once they were ready. Balal made his way upward. Using the shadow to assist him in balancing on the skeletal structure of the ship.
Rowa nodded to Balal, moving towards what looked like a turbolift shaft. After shining his saber, he found an emergency ladder in the bulkhead. He leaped forth, grasping onto the ladder and began descending down into the lower depths...
Rowa kept paying attention to the signs of each floor, ensuring that he’d find the one that said “Droid Maintenance” or “Droid Hold” or “Cargo Hold” finding the last one and leaped through the door.
“Balal, I’m in the cargo hold, investigating” he said over the comms. With his saber still ignited he began sweeping the hold...
Xetno would enter into the dark pit of the engines where upon fully dowsing herself in the dark she found the red glow of one of the other Sith. Her master's she discovered, but she already knew that in her mind. He quickly explained the objectives to her then tasked her with heading to the launching bay. Of course he'd give her the most difficult task. There were sure to be hosts of decommissioned droids between her and the launch bay. Go figure he'd want to test her; or, more accurately, show her off to Rowa. Prideful bastard.
"Yes, my master," she'd reply without hesitation.
The three would split up (though for a small walk she remained with her master until their paths diverted) to go about on their individual tasks. Xetno kept her two twin blades lit to further brighten their path. It only dimmed slightly when she left Balal's side. Now she was on her own. No longer by her master's side she had to improvise and let the Dark side guide her through the inner workings of the dreadnought. Jez knew plenty about Sith history, all the tools they used and what ships they flew, but she hadn't exactly memorized the blueprints or anything. That was the work of droids. Irony.
Knowing she had to make her way at least to the middle of the ship, Xetno headed away from the engines. She knew there'd be a large hangar that sent out starcraft. She imagined the droids wouldn't be too far off. In the dark she climbed a flight of stairs likely used by the mechanics and wound up entering into a freight shaft. Roughly the size of a cargo container, Jex estimated they could fit a dozen or so of them down the whole hall. And at the end, she could see daylight just barely lighting the large hangar at the end of the hall. So she was close.
Only, she wasn't alone. As she held her sabers overheard Xetno saw odd figures casting weird shadows all along the path. There were broken down cargo units as well, likely blown apart when the ship went down. Supplies, spare parts, you name it; the freight shaft was littered with it. And all along that mess were droids. They stood like statues, completely frozen and silent. Xetno prayed they'd stay that way.
Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves the raven haired Sith pushed forward. She kept her breathing simple, and held each breath for as long as she could. The less noise she made the better. Had she not been holding her saber, she might've been able to hide in the very shadows she was casting, allowing herself to seem as invisible as some of the powered down droids. She thought about risking it and letting her sabers power down too, but then she was sure to step on something. It's not like she could see otherwise....
Worming her way through the shaft she came upon the first broken container. Already she was met with an obstacle. The crate was pushed up against the wall on one end, and the other was piled up with junk and half of the other wall which had bent inward from an explosion. There was enough room to jump the gap between the two, but she'd get dangerously close to the ceiling; her saber would scrape the top for sure. Xetno took a step back and nodded her head as she committed herself to the idea. With a hiss her blades turned off and she ran into her jump.
Like a flickering light casting a sudden blur of shadow, Xetno flew over the pile of rubbage. She flipped twice as she came out on the other side...right on top of one of the heavy droids. The thing collapsed under her weight as it fell to the ground and was crushed. But it also made one hell of a noise. The ensuing thuds echoed all down the shaft in either direction causing Xetno to swear internally as she saw dozens of red lights power up. Now she was in for it....
Set to task the three of them split off. For a time Balal and Xetno walked until they reached the turbolift shafts. The Echani gave his apprentice a nod. Then split off to make his way upward.
Balal extinguished his blade, and returned it to his left side. Standing in the shaft for the moment, he drew on the shadow. Pulling the power to him as if he were a black hole in the void of space. He let the power fill him, augment him. Flow through and around him. Then, he jumped. Ten feet, then grabbed a service latter. Ten more feet, he caught a hand hold. Some manner of recess in the shaft. Perhaps at one time it was a tiny vent. He continued this little pattern until he reached his destination.
The shaft opened to the mangled remains of a room covered in consoles. Trees and vines broken through the glass, consuming the front half the bridge or what was left of it. The foliage rapping around a battle droid seeming meant to serve as pilot and co-pilot. Between them, rested a tactical droid. Or at least what Balal believed was one.
Just then Rowa chimed in. "Good. Cuga wants as many as we con salvage." He commed back to the other knight. Balal would then continue to look around. This bridge was a mess. One without power. There was little need to slice anything in the room, it couldn't even be powered up. But then he would be interrupted. He could feel a disturbance.
Quickly, Balal grabbed for his hilt. Activating his blade with a snap hiss, the blood red blade extending once more to nearly a meter. A couple of quick slashes and the branches and vines were reduced to splinters. The Echani looked down, seeing nothing. At first. Then movement. "How in kriff?" He blurted aloud to himself. "Puppet?" He said in the force.
Rowa nodded even though there was no one around, "Roger, I'll start looking for some immediate-" the comms went dead for a moment, followed by a disturbance in the Force. He turned off his comms and gripped the hilt of his saber, looking around to find the source of the disturbance, "Kriff" growled Rowa as he stepped forward. It was at that moment a few red lights flickered on, with several Droids starting up and reaching for weapons, "Cuga we have contacts! Diamtu An!"