Preliat rolled his eyes, and walked up to the kid, and just kicked him in the face. Preliat was bigger, stronger, and actually had a developed adult body, and had fought and killed a lot of people, so the idea of kicking a six year old in the face was undoubtedly, in his favor. He was a trained combatant, and this kid, frankly, could not really help to avoid a beskar covered boot coming for his face. Preliat slung the rifle over his shoulder, turning to the Bothan.
He didn't say anything, actually, he just stared at him. The bullet-ridden Sith on the ground was evident enough that Preliat wasn't exactly a man you wanted to be at the business end of. He sighed, and rolled his eyes behind his helmet, and walked away, just walked away after undoubtedly kicking the kid in the face, which would probably knock him out and break the kid's nose. Preliat was, in a way, effective at what he did.
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