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Faction End of Cisco | A Black Sun Story


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Option 1: Go Through It. Jek Raynar Jek Raynar IG-44 IG-44 K4-ZAN K4-ZAN Kinley Pryse Kinley Pryse Ka'Ahs'Ruk Ka'Ahs'Ruk
The courtyard of Cisco's estate had turned into a merciless meat grinder. Kinley Pryse Kinley Pryse was a flurry of activity on her speeder bike, relentlessly creating havoc among the remaining enforcers of Quintex while Jek Raynar Jek Raynar hurled a permafrost grenade down the alley, despite nursing a wounded shoulder amidst the onslaught of Bleeders armed with stolen Imperial Arms.
Meanwhile, the Quintex Lieutenant, a Duros clad in mismatched armor, frantically dragged a fallen comrade through the entrance.
He realized that the battle was futile, and the Quintex forces were rapidly being overrun, prompting him to call for a frantic retreat, "Run for it. Withdraw to the interior," he shouted through the haze of blaster fire and rocket explosions targeting automated turrets.
Flames erupted and created chaos for Cisco while the blast doors struggled to close, only for Ka'Ahs'Ruk Ka'Ahs'Ruk to smash them open as if they were mere toys. On the opposite side of the wall, the two anti-personnel turret maintained a fierce assault on both IG-44 IG-44 and K4-ZAN K4-ZAN .

As the crew of Nero Drake Nero Drake engaged in combat with the Hutt Security Droids while advancing towards the main sensor node of the Estate, Yael Kandar Yael Kandar was locked in a fierce struggle against one of Cisco's most loyal enforcers, KRONOS-556, in the server room.
Meanwhile, Rostam Khavarzai Rostam Khavarzai executed his moves with lethal accuracy, swiftly eliminating three Quintex guards as if a vibroblade were effortlessly locating their vital points with silent precision.
There were no alarms, no cries only the soft hum of an empty corridor. The temptation to raid the munitions bay was momentary, for his focus remained on Cisco, the mastermind behind Quintex and the only contender formidable enough to take on the Black Sun for dominance over the Smuggler's Moon.
He glided through the corridor like a phantom, a quiet assurance that this conflict would conclude by his blade or perhaps it would not. From a side corridor emerged Killdroids, remnants from a lost shipment belonging to the Brotherhood of the Maw.
 



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Nar Shadda
Option 2: Go Under It.


The Night Wind assassin made his way to the security station. However, from a nearby corridor, several killdroids appeared—a reserve force, likely kept in case the fortress was ever breached. Detection by them would immediately alert the entire compound to his presence. As they drew closer, Rostam glanced around. He needed cover, and fast.

He ducked back around the corner just in time, but the patrol of droids would soon discover him. Scanning the area for a hiding spot, he found the maintenance hatches sealed tight. The crawlspaces were too narrow, designed only for small droids. Time was running out. Then he spotted an air duct, the grate not fully sealed, likely long forgotten by maintenance crews. He quickly opened it and slid himself inside, kicking up dust, rust flakes, and cobwebs. His gloved hand reached back and pulled the grate into place, quiet and deliberate.

The killdroids rounded the corner and stopped. He could hear their heavy footsteps halt, followed by a very low-pitched buzz from one of them. They were scanning the hallways, not convinced they were alone. Rostam's heartbeat quickened. He did not move a muscle. Not even a twitch. They moved again, their footfalls reverberating through the air duct. Then they stopped once more. He could hear the rising whine of a scan powering up. Rostam willed himself into complete stillness. He didn't even blink.

The moment passed.

The droids' heavy steps resumed as their patrol moved down the hallway, the sound slowly fading as they drew farther and farther away from Rostam. He remained still for another thirty seconds, then emerged from the air duct in a rising crouch. The security station was just ahead, and within he would find Cisco's location and put an end to this madness.

Pushing on, he entered said security station...

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