Kiratta nearly jumped in surprise as Widowmaker's voice was suddenly blasted on her ear-mounted com-link, pressing herself back against the car as a means to lessen her scare. Nodding to herself, she took a deep breath to steady her shaking hands, taking this little moment of peace to assess the situation. She had just been kidnapped by some unknown force, thrown into a ruined city, forced to cooperate with the oddest people she ever saw in her whole life, and now she was facing a Geonosian horde which simply materialized out of nowhere. As mad as it all was, it still needed a solution if she wanted to pull through this in one piece.
And that solution was to fight.
She took the opportunity given by Widowmaker to move out of her cover, rushing to throw herself behind a fallen billboard. Just as she crouched to avoid the incoming storm of bullets triggered by Reaper, a Geonosian, staff in hands, leaped out of the ruins and charged at her. She lifted an arm to protect herself, though the blow was already dealt: the head of the staff was slammed against her forehead, robbing her of balance as she fell back. Her head throbbed in pain as she aimed her sword in desperation, pelting the attacker with a small burst of blaster fire. The Geonosian fell, screeching, steam rising from the spots where the shots landed.
Picking herself back from the ground, Kiratta saw her sight blurring for a moment, and a warm stream making its way down her face. She brought a hand to where the pain came from, and her fingers were stained with blood.
Wonderful. The pilot wiped away the crimson substance on her arm, blinking to clear her vision. Another group of melee-equipped warriors advanced behind her, though she was prepared. With her eye on the sights, the warriors were downed, though she admitted to missing a shot or two despite the close distance.
"Hey, you two!" She called out, activating her com-link. "Can you check if there's anymore of them coming? You did say there were enemies of various sizes approaching!"
Her words were suddenly drowned out by the sound of crashing rubble, and the already battered building she came from was once again ravaged, though this time, by a larger force. Glass, concrete and steel flew all around as a beastly roar echoed through the air, followed by a disturbingly oppressive silence. And then, it leaped atop the ruins, brandishing its claws for the three to see.
Kiratta was, once again, silenced in terror.
"A fucking
Rancor?!"
