Utapau was in desperate conditions. While most of the planet had been evacuated, there were still pockets of facilities that had survivors left behind. While most of the immigrant species had been moved through connections offworld, many of the locals were stuck. One of these facilities was at the bottom of a valley with hundreds upon hundreds of the infected surrounding it.
Sevrin had arrived a few hours prior, but he wasn’t too pleased with his prospects. His keen eyes could pick out the compound from where he stood, and his sensitive ears made out all the growling and pounding against the door. If he focused enough, he could hear the frantic screams coming from the inside of the compound to pinpoint where there were frightened survivors.
The Sephi remained in the shadows for now, lurking around a boulder on an overlook that gave him the vantage point. He had to quickly formulate a plan or the infected would break through the flimsy gates that stood between them and the compound. The external gates were already down.
Silver eyes quickly flicked over to a speeder convoy parked below. It was clear that a rescue party had been sent and quickly dismantled before everyone could leave. Sevrin focused on the speeder, calling the Force to begin collapsing the back of the vehicle to make it cave. He would next attempt to ignite a fire to hopefully draw the infected away.
It sounded like a decent plan in theory...