Good Ol' Scoundrel
:: Switch to thermal, Jaig. Northwest. :: Came one of the Vizsla's voice through the internal comms.
With a flew blinks, he followed suit and the HUD's interface switched to the helmet's thermal scanners. The cold blooded Trandoshans' showed up as blue figures but something moving real quickly, as if prowling began its move forward further away from the Czerka group. Nonetheless, it did not seem as it was running away from their march.
If he could bet his money on something, he would bet it on a predator. A quite large at that one as well.
:: Guns out. :: The Mandalorian coldly said to everyone in the Czerka group and cocked his rifle.
Abruptly, when the task force's focus was completely upon what was ahead, a screech from above took them by surprise. Waves of flying predators crashed into the Czerka expedition. Some were abducted into the air by the gruesome talons of the beings others fell down from the impact of a flying lizard coming at you.
With a flew blinks, he followed suit and the HUD's interface switched to the helmet's thermal scanners. The cold blooded Trandoshans' showed up as blue figures but something moving real quickly, as if prowling began its move forward further away from the Czerka group. Nonetheless, it did not seem as it was running away from their march.
If he could bet his money on something, he would bet it on a predator. A quite large at that one as well.
:: Guns out. :: The Mandalorian coldly said to everyone in the Czerka group and cocked his rifle.
Abruptly, when the task force's focus was completely upon what was ahead, a screech from above took them by surprise. Waves of flying predators crashed into the Czerka expedition. Some were abducted into the air by the gruesome talons of the beings others fell down from the impact of a flying lizard coming at you.
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