Sɪᴛʜ Mᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ Vᴀɴǫᴜɪsʜᴇᴅ
K'krohl didn't glance back to check if they were behind him. He was prepared to proceed alone if necessary, as the sound of boots through the wet mud informed him that the assault team was right behind him. He maintained a steady stride, skillfully stepping over slippery logs that could have caused a less observant man to stumble.
His eyes scanned the shadows of the nearby trees though not in search of people but for the movement of the local wildlife that had been watching them since their arrival. When the recon droid's data pinged his vambrace, he signaled a halt with a closed fist as he acknowledged
He looked down at the tactical display glowing on his forearm, then flicked a glance at the Mandalorians. "Mandalorian Squad Leader," he murmured into the comms towards
"See if you can find any weak points in the foundation of the archive. If they are damaged from the Sith's infighting then we may have a chance to crumble the structure without setting foot inside." He cut the link before she could talk back. He didn't need a verbal confirmation that they would proceed as ordered, since now was not the time to argue about hierarchy.
He turned his gaze toward
"If you want to relay every flicker of a shadow, go ahead," K'krohl said, with a hand gesture in their direction. Moving his other hand to pull down a branch and toss it aside to cover up their tracks from the stealth shuttles hidden behind them.
"I will simply ask that you keep focus on the dirt in front of your feet and the weight of that pack on your back. If you're wrong, we all die a horrible death. If you're right, then you are simply doing what needs to be done in order to complete this mission." He didn't want to outright scorn the Rishi for simply following his force-based talent but made sure to reaffirm his point that they needed him in the present and not the future if they were to survive on this horrible planet.
He glanced up into the canopy where
"Jonyna, Novac. I want you two to proceed ahead of us to ensure the pathway is clear. We want to avoid any nesting grounds." K'krohl crouched behind a rot-thickened root, the obsidian wall of the Archives looming twenty paces ahead. The structure was scarred by the recent conflict, and he could feel the unnatural corruption of the place rattling in his teeth.
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