The tower was swarming with droids by the time Rand dispatched the remaining B1 and made it to the lift. Fortunately, he didn't think any Scorpenek droids could fit inside; but there were worse. Droidekas, B2 supers, commando droids. Rand kept his blaster primed in case he had a welcoming party waiting on him when the doors to the lift swung open.
And indeed that was exactly the case.
Never in his life had he wished for a lightsaber. The Darksaber, at least. His armor wasn't made of pure beskar, so it couldn't reflect blaster bolts like some of the higher-ranked Mandalorians. Which meant his first few moments out of the lift was spent ducking bolts and returning fire. Also not helpful thanks to the droidekas at the very back of the line, absorbing most his his shots with their shield generators.
He quickly slapped the control that shut the lift doors; but it wouldn't hold. Already, the droids were peppering the door with blaster fire. Rand made use of what little time he had to remove the panel at the top of the lift and leap out into the well. There were just a few floors between him and the beacon, and for a blessed moment, most of the droids' attentions were focused on the lift car they thought he occupied. He could get this done if he moved quickly enough.
Activating his jetpack, he rocketed up two floors and landed on a small ledge where the lift car would normally dock. With a few short blasts of his flamethrower, he shorted out the wires on the door's controls and they opened to an empty lobby. He could see the beacon room just ahead, and so he sprinted for it. "Song," he called into his comlink. She hadn't replied to his first message. He hoped that didn't mean danger. "Song, I'm almost at the beacon. What's your status?" @Okoju @Song
And indeed that was exactly the case.
Never in his life had he wished for a lightsaber. The Darksaber, at least. His armor wasn't made of pure beskar, so it couldn't reflect blaster bolts like some of the higher-ranked Mandalorians. Which meant his first few moments out of the lift was spent ducking bolts and returning fire. Also not helpful thanks to the droidekas at the very back of the line, absorbing most his his shots with their shield generators.
He quickly slapped the control that shut the lift doors; but it wouldn't hold. Already, the droids were peppering the door with blaster fire. Rand made use of what little time he had to remove the panel at the top of the lift and leap out into the well. There were just a few floors between him and the beacon, and for a blessed moment, most of the droids' attentions were focused on the lift car they thought he occupied. He could get this done if he moved quickly enough.
Activating his jetpack, he rocketed up two floors and landed on a small ledge where the lift car would normally dock. With a few short blasts of his flamethrower, he shorted out the wires on the door's controls and they opened to an empty lobby. He could see the beacon room just ahead, and so he sprinted for it. "Song," he called into his comlink. She hadn't replied to his first message. He hoped that didn't mean danger. "Song, I'm almost at the beacon. What's your status?" @Okoju @Song