Dreadwing stood upon the flight deck in a seemingly motionless way as you too found yourself enveloped by the night sky. He held a blaster in his hands. Not one you recognised.

It appeared similar to his but it couldn't be, Dreadwing' blaster was on his back. It took you a few moments to notice he was gently carving something into the side with his clawed digits.

S - K - Y - Q - U - A - K - E.

Only after trotting closer did you realise what your commander was doing.