Darkness enveloped him. In the distance a Peko Peko called out to its mate. It was soaring, high now, above the treetops. He pulled his attention back to the here and now. His lightsaber hummed in his hands, causing the hair on his knuckles to stand on end. It would be coming soon…any second now…darkness gave way to a vision, muddled and wavering, it would come from…there! “Yeah, that was real funny, you about dislocated my shoulder that time Vic…” Klux said, rubbing the whelp that was rising under his skin. Klux shrugged. “Yeah, but if they were blaster bolts I would still be Bantha Poodo.”