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[Kelan The Hutt]

After rallying up the Trandoshan guard that he had forgotten about and were all scattered by then, Kelan exited the harsh environment of Nar Shaddaa. He had planned on heading back to his palace on Hok, where he would moderate the events that would go on with Marken. Kelan decided to make a quick call to him, just to gain news on the space travel of either of the two ships. "Mighty Kelan, as of now the ride from both the Tusken and the droids are uneventful. Neither of them have any particularly valuable cargo so any other ships haven't bother with them." Less trouble meant more chances of success, so that was always good to Kelan. "That mercenary ship better make it to Nar Shaddaa with no casualties. The success of our plan may lie on him, not saying that [member="Ballen-Ist"] and his apprentice couldn't have successfully done it without the Tusken." He had taken a large gulp of more of the green liquid out of the beaker, sending his adviser to go find a force-sensitive womp rat or something like that.

As he lay back, he wondered if they would actually be able to assassinate Sansa The Hutt. One of her benefits from working with both the Hutt Cartel and enemies from it was the wealth and power that came from it. Her palace must have a large amount of security so it wouldn't have been smart to just rush in and shoot at the Hutt. They would've needed to use wits over power. If they weren't smart, then they would be dead and rotting somewhere right now. Drowning in his thoughts, Kelan closed his eyes and began to sleep in his Hutt-sized chair.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

As he stood, Ballen-Ist would begin to bask in the force, allowing it to enter his mind and overwhelm his being. He didn't know how many hours had passed, but he tried desperately to peer through the eyes of the force, in an attempt to receive some sort of glimpse into the future. Ballen-Ist did not like Jedi, but there were only a select few that were on Nar Shaddaa. Some were outcasts, but some were actually on-duty, as any real Jedi would be. It angered him that they were stupid enough to come to the enemy's system, and meddle in their affairs. Even though the force did not bestow upon him any visions of the future, the Sith could not help but notice the air of calmness that had fallen upon him.

It felt as if everything would be just fine. Ties from his past that had yet to been severed managed to come back and haunt the Knight, and he would do everything in his power to rid himself of such worries. If he could not kill Maleus, his old rival, himself, then he would have to kill the next best thing. His intended apprentice. The boy had been living on Nar Shaddaa for quite the time, and Ballen-Ist suspected there was a secret base of sorts on the planet. A Jedi strike team had managed to wound Ballen-Ist, and that was something he would never forget. The sudden calmness that had fallen upon the Sith was instantly washed away. Hopefully [member="Kelan The Hutt"]'s operative would show up soon. Whatever Thetan had to say was surely important, and would benefit them greatly.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

[member="Ballen-Ist"]

Ugoroo sat in the seat next to the pilot as they were flying in a small ship. He wasn't very sure of where he had been going, but the man who would pay him had told him the appearance of the man he had to look for. He had held onto his chromium gaderffii stick, making sure he didn't lose it on the flight. Being born with an advanced intelligence, the Tusken Raiders of his tribe had worshiped him as a god and made sure to provide him with valuable gifts. Ugoroo, being the chief of the tribe, wanted to make sure that he had ways of impressing the regular Tuskens and rapidly trained various forms of martial arts using his staff. On his back was a typical Tusken Cycler, which he had used for long range combat. The days of practicing on the pod racers' vehicles had been extraordinary for his accuracy with the musket-like weapon. Originally, he had just put posters all around the towns in the desert in hopes that he could show off his ability for money. He had worked on a few jobs, but never went off planet until today. The man with the big head and grouchy voice had found him and offered him a role working under a Hutt. Hutt was a word that he had heard a lot around the desert planet, as they had been known to attack his people on several occasions. To add to his fortune, the Hutt's messenger had promised to leave his tribe alone on top of payment.

Going back to time on the ship, Ugoroo glanced all around him. He was astounded by all of the new sights that were in space, outside of Tatooine. The droid who had driven the ship had to yell at him multiple times to sit back down. The Tusken Raider wasn't the best at language outside of Tusken, but he had tried out Basic which he had been practicing. "I sorry. Excited for outside of Tatooine." The droid groaned to himself as the Tusken Raider tried communicating with him. Their conversation was cut short as Ugoroo spotted the moon in which they began their descent on. As the ship had approached the landing area described to the pilot earlier, Ugoroo attended to the mace end of his chromium staff, making sure that it was combat ready for whatever was ahead. As the door to the star ship opened, the Tusken Raider stood up, and was met by a gang of droids previously in the ship bay. The pilot didn't seem to protest, so they must have been under the same boss as him. They told him that they were aware of the location of the Sith that they were working for, and began to march forwards with Ugoroo following.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist tended to make foolish decisions from time to time, ones that he initially thought may benefit him in the long run. As he stood alone in the expansive alleyway, the Sith could feel his anger growing out of hand, due to thoughts of the past and present. He had been waiting for so long, and at this point the Knight was unsure if [member="Kelan The Hutt"] had intended to keep his promise after all. Not that it mattered, he thought sourly, wondering how this Tusken Raider could potentially mess everything up. The metallic clank of marching droids could be heard in the distance, causing Ballen-Ist's eyes to widen as he peaked out from the alleyway. Luckily, this particular street happened to be barren of any night life, and so there was no one to witness Ugoroo and his battle droid squad walking along the duracrete pavement.

The Red Sith would move from the shadows, seeming to glide along the ground as his feet moved beneath his long dark cloak. "I see subtly is not your strong point. Very well," Ballen-Ist remarked, glancing over the robotic soldiers that had been provided. They would have their uses. "Position yourselves around this street. Alleyways, rooftops, it doesn't matter. We need a clear view of the surrounding streets," the Sith ordered to the droids, beckoning for the Tusken Raider to follow him. He remained silent as he walked, heading through many paths and short cuts before they emerged into the warehouse district. The duo approached one of the abandoned buildings, quietly sliding a large metal door to the side before stepping in. The warehouse was full of crates and other items strewn about it's interior, including outdated vehicles and technology of different types.

However, in the middle of it all, stood another disguised individual. Upon noticing the arrival of Ballen-Ist and Ugoroo, the cloaked man would step forward, pulling his hood down to reveal an elderly man beneath. His eyes were sunken, their irises a bright golden hue as they stared forward at the Sith Knight. Thetan bowed humbly to the Pureblood, before speaking, "Master, welcome back. I'm sure you are interested in what I have to say," the old man would say, getting right to the point. Thetan was an experienced warrior, but he had only just begun his training in the dark side. He had studied ancient Sith history, and eagerly accepted tutelage under the Pureblood. "Indeed, I have been somewhat concerned. What is going on?" Ballen-Ist questioned, restraining the tone of irritation in his voice.

Thetan would withdraw a small handheld holoprojector from his cloak, activating it to display a bright hologram that lit up the room. It detailed a strange looking cubic object, which had additional triangular faces where the corners would normally be. Ballen-Ist recognized what it was after a moment, but was shocked speechless either way. "I will be receiving the artifact here, where I am to then deliver it to the buyer. Once I get it, we can both leave this place behind, master!" The old man spoke, obviously more excited than he had been in years. As was Ballen-Ist, but he knew that that plan would not work out. He still had a promise to fulfil, and Thetan was needed for it. "You have done well, Thetan, but we cannot leave Nar Shaddaa just yet. There is still much to gain," the Sith answered, earning a look of disappointment from his old apprentice.

"Your performance has been more than adequate thus far, Thetan. I still need you by Sansa's side, however. I will obtain it, and then teach you what I have learned," Thetan was obviously a bit disgruntled, but he simply bowed and spoke, "Yes, master. I will do as you wish." The two would go into a much more relevant conversation, discussing the details that the buyer had disclosed. Not much had been arranged, other than a time, place, and price. Eventually, the duo would exit the warehouse, leaving Thetan to prepare for what came next. The distinct hum of an engine in the distance alerted Ballen-Ist, causing him to quickly pull the Tusken into a nearby alleyway. They remained hidden, allowing a large transport that seemed to stretch on forever, to pass. It made it's way towards the warehouse district, in order to meet up with Thetan. As long as Thetan was able to handle things on his end, that holocron would be his. The Sith could barely contain his wicked grin beneath his helmet, opting to not at all as he realized no one could see. "Mobilize your droids, have them advance on the warehouse district. I need them nearby, no more no less." The Sith instructed, giving a worried look to Ugoroo.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

The Tusken Raider stayed silent through most of Sith's conversations with whoever it was that he had talked with. The most logical explanation, not saying that Ugoroo was the most logical person, was that the man was his apprentice from the remarks 'master'. He wasn't the most talkative person, but he countered that with his aggression in the battlefield. He had learned not to make most of his words random screeches of Tusken, as the effects from that involving past Tusken Raiders had usually resulted with the people they met running away with fear. Not saying that they hadn't attended on attacking the people and stealing whatever they had.

As [member="Ballen-Ist"] said his departing words to the apprentice, they exited the warehouse and began a bit down the road. Ugoroo had anticipated the moment that they would enter combat, so he could show off his worth to anyone who was willing to watch. He had itched to experiment with his staff on something that wasn't an unlucky passer-by or a Karyt Dragon. Maybe something that could even fight back. He had been drowned in his mind, that he had failed to hear the slow approach of a transport vehicle to pass by. The Sith quickly dived into the Tusken Raider, sending them both flying into the alleyway next to them. As he pushed the Sith away from him, he growled before noticing the passing of a transport vehicle. Reaching for his Tusken Cycler, he was quickly ushered down and rushed over into the shadows to avoid prevention.

He kept moving around, despite trying to keep still and silent. He had intently observed the passing by vehicle, which seemed to keep going on. Ugoroo was waiting for the time to strike or do whatever they would do next. The Sith quickly turned to him and ordered for the gang of droids to be advanced forward. He had whipped the satchel off of his back and opened it, searching through the contents. There was his holocomm, a stack of ammunition, and a few other assorted items. At the bottom, he found another holocomm, but this one had been given to him personally by the captain of the droids in means of messaging them. "I contact, they rally." As he sent out the message, the droid's processors picked up the signal and had began to assume different positions around the warehouse district. A few had taken positions upon rooftops, despite their blasters only acting as a medium ranged weapon. The rest had assumed positions in alleyways all around the district if a sneak attack was needed.

As they had all settled in their positions, the captain sent a message back to Ugoroo, confirming that they were ready for whatever had been ahead. He placed the holocomm back in his satchel, where it now lay next to his normal one. "Droids in position. Can attack when ready."

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"We must be patient," Ballen-Ist whispered to Ugoroo, his head peaking out slightly from the darkness of the alleyway. The Sith knew that some things needed to be taken care of first, before they assaulted the transport. The lengthy vehicle would continue on it's way, moving through the empty street until it arrived in the warehouse district. Over his commlink, the voice of Thetan could be heard, informing the two that the exchange had gone down, and the holocron was now in his possession. Luckily, Thetan had been able to arrange another deal before purchasing the holocron, planning to sell it for an even higher price than it was bought for.

Once it was handed off, Ballen-Ist would then take it back, while Thetan and Sansa retained the sum of credits they had received. This was both good and bad, for it would be an unintentional show of power from Sansa, while simultaneously stirring conflict between the two groups. It did not matter, for in the end Sansa was going to die, sooner or later. "Come," Ballen-Ist whispered, walking along the alleyway until he reached a ladder that led up to the rooftops above. The Sith would begin to climb the rungs, pulling himself over the edge of the building before moving to the opposite side. In the distance, the large transport vehicle that had passed earlier was leaving the warehouse, most likely content with the sum of credits they had gained.

The holocron was useless to them, and would have only brought misfortune had they kept it. The Knight had been eager to attain it, even debating on raiding the transport alongside his mercenary companion. However, Sansa needed to trust Thetan, for he was a factor in the grand scheme of things. From the opposite side of the warehouse, another transport arrived, stopping briefly as a cloaked individual stepped from the buildings inside. Ballen-Ist could not see much, but he knew Thetan was now handing over the holocron. A few moments passed, and the Knight began tapping some buttons on his wrist communicator.

"I've jammed their personal communicators, but their communications array is still functioning," the Sith spoke, pointing to a satellite dish atop the transport. The vehicle was headed their way, coming back down the street that they had previously hidden within. "Have your droids blast that satellite, I will take care of the rest." Ballen-Ist spoke, moving a gloved hand beneath his cloaked form, gripping the metallic hilt of his saber tightly.
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[Kelan The Hutt]

Despite the Sith to be thought to be better than the Tusken Raider, Ugoroo had managed to keep up his pace with the Sith as they went down the alleyway and had climbed up to the rooftop. Living in the desert for his whole life played its benefits when it came to traveling over different types of terrain, so it wasn't hard to move around on 'regular' land. As they managed to maintain a location on the edge of the roof, they had a view over much of the warehouse district. He had managed to catch a glimpse of the scattered out droids over the other rooftops, all adjusting their blasters so they could fire when necessary. Only about half of them had a clear view of the actual warehouse, but the others would be able to fire if anything outside were to interfere.

As he glanced back at the warehouse, the transport vehicle that they had seen earlier was exiting the warehouse. After a minute or two watching it, [member="Ballen-Ist"] began typing onto his wrist in an attempt for something. After receiving the order to take down the satellite that lay on top of the vehicle, he began giving orders himself to the droids who had a clear shot. He gave the mark, telling them all to fire as the end of it passed the building next to the warehouse. About fifteen seconds had passed, and then blaster shots all simultaneously rang out, destroying the silence.

Ugoroo had been right when he thought about how the droids weren't long range fighters. A few of the shots had missed the mark, while the ones that hit left it so it was barely working properly. Not wanting the crew to send out a mission before the droids had sent out a second siege of shots, he had whipped out his Cycler rifle and sent a few shots, leaving the satellite sizzling. They would have to act fast, as the drivers were certainly alerted by now and would try to escape. The few of them that had jumped out of the vehicle were gunned down by the droids, leaving the smart ones remaining inside of the vehicle. He wrapped the rifle band on his back, before turning towards the Sith. "Plan?"

 

[Ballen-Ist]

The droids had successfully been able to destroy the vehicles communications array, along with the assistance of Ugoroo's sharpshooting skills. Even some of the personnel in the transport had attempted to abandon the site, only to be shot down by the droids in vain. Upon hearing the Tusken Raider's query, Ballen-Ist would turn, quickly walking along the rooftop towards the ladder they had initially climbed. "Follow me," the Sith instructed, sliding down the rungs with ease before hopping off, landing on the ground with an audible thud. Ballen-Ist's cloaked figure would dart from the alley and out into the open street, where the droids on the ground had began to gather around the transport vehicle.

Instead of drawing his lightsaber as planned, the Red Sith would unsheathe his force sword, stabbing it into the hull of the transport. With fast and powerful movements, Ballen-Ist carved an entrance of his own in the side of the vehicle, releasing a burst of force energy to cave in the metallic material before jumping through. Several individuals had decided to remain inside the transport, and all the them were armed except the pilot. As soon as Ballen-Ist had entered, they opened fire, leaving the Sith no choice but to life his weapon and fall into a defensive stance.

Using his knowledge of Soresu, he would begin to deflect and evade the bolts fired from the guards blaster pistols, as he slowly but surely advanced on them. There was a group of five excluding the pilot, who was rushing back to his seat to start up the vehicle. In a few moments the transport would be on it's way, hopefully Ugoroo had made it in time.

[member="Kelan The Hutt"]

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

With the communications array in horrible condition so it wasn't capable of use anymore, [member="Ballen-Ist"] told the Tusken Raider to follow him as they went to apprehend the remaining crew. On the ground, the droids had all rallied by the side of the vehicle to take care of anyone who had remained. Whereas the crew were most likely armed, the droids had holstered their weapons to prevent any friendly fire resulted casualties, as both Ugoroo and the Sith were short ranged fighters. Unsheathing a sword of some sort, the Sith began cutting a hole into the side of the vehicle to eliminate any of the remaining. As the Sith finished cutting a decent sized hole into the transport, a battalion fully armed readied their weapons and began firing. The Sith anticipated it and began deflecting the bolts with his sword, whether it shot back at the shooters or in random directions.

Ugoroo failed to notice the pilot running back towards the controls so he could attempt to turn it on and run away. The Sith's techniques and how he managed to move the saber so it could block and deflect all of the bolts was fascinating. He had always been fascinated with force-sensitives and how they were able to fight, even since he had learned about a force-sensitive who had slaughtered a gang of Tusken Raiders. He even wished that he was one so that he could be so much more than a simple Tusken chieftain. The rev of the vehicle's engine along with the Sith yelling over to him had snapped Ugoroo back into reality. Clutching his chromium staff in both of his hands, he ran up to apprehend the pilot who was preparing to begin driving.

The pilot glanced behind him as the Tusken approached, attempting to shove him away. He had used his staff to block the pilot's fists, before looking back at the Sith who was making progress, advancing towards the thugs. "Dead, or alive?" He had been referring to the pilot, as he managed to pin him down by his neck and bash him once in the neck to knock him unconscious.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist didn't have time to answer questions, for the group of guards continued to time their shots precisely with accuracy, making sure to not let their weapons overheat. Soresu was a form that was used almost purely for defence, and so it was within reason that the Sith had difficult attacking as he was barraged with blaster bolts. Glancing over to Ugoroo as he asked a question about the pilot, Ballen-Ist would groan audibly, wondering why he hadn't helped him yet. Fed up, he would release a blast of force energy from his core, causing those around him to stumble backwards into the wall, or even fall down.

The Knight could feel the sweat upon his brow, his stamina slightly drained despite using Soresu. He was rusty. Lifting one of his arms, the Sith would point his tensed fingers towards the group before him, the Tusken Raider included. The dark side gathered around his being, and as the Pureblood focused it into his hands, he was too distracted to notice the sound of a door opening behind him. From one of the other rooms, a tall muscular Zabrak emerged, an individual who appeared to be enhanced physically by cybernetics.

The Zabrak's arm swung in a mighty punch, that collided with Ballen-Ist and sent his slamming into the nearby wall. The Sith was jarred by the blow, momentarily dazed as the cyborg averted his attention to the Tusken. Charging forward, the Zabrak would attempt to hit Ugoroo with a full power tackle. His technique was sloppy, but he had power behind him.

[member="Kelan The Hutt"]

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

The Sith definitely didn't look to have the time of being able to answer. Ugoroo had just decided to bludgeon the pilot until his movement had ceased, turning around to notice the metal door open. A Zabrak had exited, getting into a one sided fight as [member="Ballen-Ist"] had appeared to be at a lack of energy. The man had appeared to have been made of at least half cybernetics so it was hard to distinguish it as its original race. The thing glared at the Tusken and began to charge blindly towards him. He took a stance that he had learned from the previous chieftain when Ugoroo was being trained in the ways of martial arts, as every chief would learn compared to the average Tusken Raider. He began to debate in his head for how he would counter with his staff. Hopefully the Sith would have the strength to come to his aid when he became conscious again.

It was hard to time, but Ugoroo focused as the Zabrak neared him with the tackle. Readying his staff, he sent a swing at the cybernetic massed Zabrak, catching him in the leg and causing him to crash down to the floor. He went in to bash him in the head with his staff, but the Zabrak quickly rised and grabbed him by the neck. Ugoroo gasped for air as he was thrown at full force against the wall of the vehicle. He hadn't had time to gather his thoughts as he attempted looking at the scene around him. All that came into view was the blurry figure of the cybernetic infested Zabrak take cover and begin taking shots at the droids who had come with the Sith and the mercenary to investigate the vehicle, easily making shots. A thug or two that hadn't been rendered unconscious by the blast stood up and also assisted in the firefight. By the end, the droids who had come with managed to take out the thugs but were easily scrapped by the Zabrak. Those cybernetics must have been the major tide turners in his ability.

Ugoroo tried fumbling his hands around in an attempt to grab his staff that was flung away during the scuffle. With the droids in the immediate vicinity being reduced down to scrap metal, the Zabrak threw down the blaster and retorted back to brute force. It marched over to the struggling Ugoroo and raised both of his arms in the air to smash on the Tusken. Quickly being snapped back to reality, he whipped the Tusken Cycler that had wrapped around his back and held it horizontally to hold back the beast's arms. "Help... Can't hold on..." The Tusken kept trying to call for aid as he spotted the Sith begin to sit up, while barely managing to use the rifle to contain the Zabrak's arms as it kept slamming down on the gun.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

The cyborg's power was incredible, easily capable of rivalling a force user's own. It was no surprise to Ballen-Ist that [member="Kelan The Hutt"]'s mercenary was having a bit of trouble, for he himself was still slumped against the wall. Slowly rising to his feet, the Pureblood would shake his head, trying to clear his mind of the daze and pain he felt at the moment. That very pain he felt fuelled him, his eyes now burning brightly like a yellow star, as he glared towards the nearby group. He had been caught off guard and humiliated, but it wouldn't happen a second time.

A few of the guards that were also getting up would find themselves convulsing uncontrollably, as a dozen tendrils of electricity divided between the two of them, effectively frying their bodies. Plumes of dark smoke rose from their motionless figures, as they collapsed onto the metallic floor of the transport. That same lightning would make it's way into the vehicle, causing it to malfunction and suddenly speed up. The Sith had let loose, and he really didn't care, for once in his life. It was a possibility that Ugoroo himself would be electrocuted too, though only to an extent.

The cyborg however met the same fate as the guards, his implants failing as the violet electricity coursed into his body. A fire sparked in the transport's cockpit, growing larger as the vehicle continued to go faster. Kneeling down to pick up his sword, the Knight would place it back into the sheathe, before quickly moving to the Tusken Raider."We need to leave." He spoke, feeling the air run by him from the opening he had created in the transport.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

The fight had mostly consisted of the Tusken fending him off instead of being offensive due to him clearly being outmatched by the cybernetics. He had only got a few good hits with the stock of his rifle but even that didn't affect it very much, more so made it angry. As the Zabrak was about to hit a successful hit on Ugoroo, the Tusken's sense of fear was replaced by a surge of electricity. Since the fight had been far from where [member="Ballen-Ist"], the electricity shouldn't have been enough to kill him or the cyborg. However, the electricity had been enough to entirely shut down the cybernetics all around his body, causing the cyborg to come crashing to the floor. Ugoroo assumed that the cyborg had also had cybernetics linked to some, if not all of his vital organs, which ultimately led to his downfall.

While trying to regain his composure, the Tusken observed the Sith simmering down after using the electricity ability that had ended up eliminating the hostiles in the vehicle. He wasn't sure how the Sith was capable of doing that, but like before, he was fascinated with his talent either way. After wrapping his rifle around his back with the band, he went over to pick up his staff. He kicked the wall after remembering how he lost the fight with the cyborg, whereas he was supposed to show his worth and reflect well on his clan. The Sith walked over to the Tusken and stated that they needed to leave, prompting him to smile. "On it."

Immediately, Ugoroo glanced towards the door, began dashing towards it, and jumped out of it without a second of thought. He had hoped that the Sith would shortly follow after him as he crashed onto the cement. A few droids that were followed by the captain exited out of the alleyway, they must have been the remaining droids of the task force after most of them were killed at the vehicle. "Mercenary, I meant to find you sooner but my group was unable to find you. Kelan contacted me a bit ago and is asking for a report from that Sith."

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Watching as Ugoroo bailed out of the speeding transport, Ballen-Ist had been prepared to follow after him, before quickly spinning on his heel with a disgruntled expression beneath his helmet. The vehicle was only speeding up as the seconds passed, and the Sith predicted that he himself only had a few moments left to act. Moving along the cabin room of the bulk transport, Ballen-Ist would wave his hand through the air, aiming at the door, causing it to open and reveal the cargo bay ahead. Leaping through the doorway with haste, the Pureblood began to search frantically, tearing open crates and tossing them aside with unnatural strength and anger.

Only when he closed his eyes, letting his mind focus and bend the dark side to his will, did he feel the dark relic that resided within the enclosed room. The force would flow through and around the Knight, as he lifted an arm and aimed it towards a pile of rubble he had created, focusing on the object he knew was beneath it. The cubic Sith holocron would fly through the air, landing in Ballen-Ist's palm as he gripped it tightly in his gloved fingers. If everything that he had discussed with Thetan was true, then this was most likely the holocron of Tulak Hord. Unfortunately, there was little time to check, for the Pureblood knew he only had seconds to escape.

Waving his palm through the air in front of him once more, the Knight would exert his force energy, triggering the loading ramps mechanisms and causing it to fall. Leaping out of the opening, Ballen-Ist would turn his head back slightly to watch the transport, before it collided with a wall and burst into flames. An explosion sounded throughout the area, releasing a shock wave that carried the Sith and threw him violently against the ground. He would roll rapidly, before slamming into a nearby wall, his body littered with shrapnel. It was a miracle that he barely conscious, let alone alive. The holocron was still clutched in his hands as well, as he trembled in pain while trying to get up.

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[Kelan The Hutt]

When it was obvious that the Sith wasn't following in Ugoroo's footsteps in the few minutes after he jumped out of the vehicle, the captain of the droids were forced to report back on their owns. "I'm surprised at how well our little friend is doing so far. Haven't got himself killed yet." After a brief pause, he continued. "If you find an opportunity to provide our cartel with more credits and other benefits as possible, take it. We're going to need it after the massive power loss of the Hutt Cartel." The droid captain sent out a shot of binary towards his task force to tell them to be open to opportunity, before confirming to the Hutt and hanging up the holocomm. The Tusken Raider was unsure of the message sent to the droids, but he wasn't one to ask questions.

A few minutes passed, with a large explosion erupting from a distance. The droid captain quickly rallied his team along with the mercenary and they began dashing over to the crash site, aware of what had caused it. With the long distance that the vehicle would have been, Ugoroo took time to learn about their mission from the various soldiers around him. After learning somewhat about the plan involving Sansa the Hutt, they approached the area where flames and smoke had been blaring up from. Beside the vehicle, [member="Ballen-Ist"] struggled to stand up as thugs crowded around the general area to figure out what was going on. Half of the droids acted as a sort of riot control to keep the crowding groups at bay while the other half along with Ugoroo went to provide medical assistance to the struggling Sith.

Only one of the droids had any form of medical training, and even then it would be hard to fix severe blunt force trauma. The most they could do was remove the shrapnel that had been cut into him from the explosion of the vehicle. As the droids were trying to tend to his wounds, the Tusken spotted a cubed object in his hand. It appeared that the Sith was using most of his strength to keep a tight grip on it. "I take it. You rest." When Ugoroo touched his hand onto the cube, the Sith pulled it away. He didn't want to let go.