Objective: Play with fire.
Mig muted his helmet for a moment so he could bust out laughing. B1s. Always fun to play with. He'd met a free droid or two that were B1s, but they had brains thanks to their years. These droids had none of that. A Bantha was probably smarter than them. And then he laughed again as Azure laid her plan. This was just great. He loved messing with opponents like this, but he had bigger fish to fry, and the idiotic droids had made a massive opening. He slipped through now with easy.
Using the vegetation to hide his movements, and the Force to guide him, Mig slipped through the trees and brush to get closer to his target. He looked around at those who led the attack, and soon found the group. Osik! Lava canno.... Wait. This could be good for him. He just had to play it right.... Mig hatched another quick plan, and quickly went to work. He focused on a tree ahead of the attacking group, focusing on heating the air around the trunk and pulling more air into it. And then... success! The trunk's base lite on fire, and Mig quickly pulled the tree down in there path. He was hoping they'd be confused. Then from the trees he spoke up to them.
"My Buir told me never to celebrate death. While it's a part of a warrior's life, you shouldn't celebrate the taking of one's life." What would sound like just words was actually a plan, but would they do what he thought they would? Only time would tell.