“Who-“ Sev quickly scrambled for a weapon, anything, backing away from the foreigner desperately trying to get into any kind of offensive position. Despite his efforts, he only achieved this poorly, body injured and broken, weapon lost in the rubble amount at the crash sight. You tilted you head, finding it curious and quite unusual to see life at the sight of a destroyer crash. You’d only come here to scavenge some parts - the destroyer ending up in the deserts of Tatooine, where scavengers like you thrived.

“A clone commando?” You inquired curious as to the origins of the situation you were seeing the aftermath off.

“Stay back!” He tried to hastily order, though could do nothing to deter you from your continuous approach.