Sith
[member="Salis"] had stepped in to finish the last droid, her blade finding it's mark, fully removing the head thanks to the dent [member="Mike V'Trechen"] had left in it. The droid collapsed forward, apparently landing on top of Mike who was still on the ground. The droid was tall, but not exactly the heaviest considering its lightweight plating. Mike might have endured some minor pain, but he would be alright. Maybe a bit embarrassed.
The hum of their sabers was all that could be heard for the moment, as the action had finally died down. The turbolift at the end of the corridor suddenly chimed, opening up to reveal its empty interior. Obviously an invitation, as Salis' senses had informed her earlier. There was far more activity on the upper-levels of the ship, though none of it felt overly hostile. Mostly nervousness, anticipation, though the strongest by far was intrigue.
The hum of their sabers was all that could be heard for the moment, as the action had finally died down. The turbolift at the end of the corridor suddenly chimed, opening up to reveal its empty interior. Obviously an invitation, as Salis' senses had informed her earlier. There was far more activity on the upper-levels of the ship, though none of it felt overly hostile. Mostly nervousness, anticipation, though the strongest by far was intrigue.