"By the hairy Rancor's nutsack!" Daxton cursed under his breath, as the missiles flew at the balcony. There went his chance to bluff his way to the treasure, if Lord Phobos was a Sith Lord like he suspected, his companions wouldn't stand a chance. But then again, he was Sith also and Sith never fought fair.
Since Lord Phobos' hands were busy throwing lightning and gripping his lightsabers, Daxton decided to unload the clip of his gun. Not at the Sith lord, who could deflect the bolts harmlessly away but on the stone roof directly above him, causing it to collapse and drop the stone ceiling on top of the Sith.
Should he prevent the ceiling from falling for him, he would be left wide open for their attacks, as he slammed in a fresh clip into his rifle.