Graxin considered the question. He had seen the beasts once on Mytus, pets of the SIth Lords that had once controlled the world. They were vicious and brutal creatures, taking apart even the greatest of the Sith's gladiators with relative ease. The Knight held them akin to little rancors. He reached for his twin blades, and grumbled a silent curse. What was the best course of action here? The Peacekeepers were already pulling out large masses of pure Phrik ore. It wouldn't be too long until they'd taken all that was needed.
"They're resistant, but not invincible. We fight as one, like we always do. At the very least we drive it off, at best we rid the galaxy of another monster." Graxin replied. It was then that the pile of bones moved. One massive three clawed finger, then a scaly arm, then a blunt head filled with razor sharp teeth. Beady yellow eyes stared at the two Jedi.
And then it charged.
"Move!"
[member="Kaigann Fossk"] [member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Marcus Rann"]
"They're resistant, but not invincible. We fight as one, like we always do. At the very least we drive it off, at best we rid the galaxy of another monster." Graxin replied. It was then that the pile of bones moved. One massive three clawed finger, then a scaly arm, then a blunt head filled with razor sharp teeth. Beady yellow eyes stared at the two Jedi.
And then it charged.
"Move!"
[member="Kaigann Fossk"] [member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Marcus Rann"]