"You heard him!" he barked to the Troopers. Kallus snapped his eyes to me briefly, before nodding. "They're too fast to outrun! We hold the line, or we die!" I called, mostly to the Imperials. " Do not let them get you! If they do, they'll implant you and turn you into a Zombie! Kanan, Ezra, help Scorch and I form the front line! Space out make sure we have enough room to swing freely!" "Open fire on that horde!" I barked, stowing my rifle and unclipping the Fang of Surik, reversing direction as I did. "Fall- Damn! Too late!"Ī skittering, screeching horde was running down the walkway. "Fall back!" I called, starting to sidewind backwards. I must have become quite a bit stronger since my last encounter with this Elder – because that psionic voice was entirely too familiar – because I could sense the wall of eat/breed approaching within the presence, under its control. The Stormtroopers were looking around wildly, trying to find the source of the voice. "What…?" Kallus breathed, a hand coming to his head.
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