Grievous War: PrologueGrievous War: Prologue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The cold halls of Invisible Hand seemed to sap the life out of everything that lurked throughout each corridor, lending each soul living within the hivemind of mechanical droids and endless passages an icey shoulder. The two Jedi assaulted through these ways with a spearhead mounting them: the force. Each way they turned they seemed confident they would find their way to him. They were assured they would catch him this time. The corner they turned would've have been one like any other, had only their eyes not met in utter peril with what lay in front of them.
A cadre of battle droids loomed over as a wall, primarily made up of the advanced Super Battle Droid models and a few of the fierce magnaguards that stood with their metal shoulders straight and their staff's in hand. The one which sported a hairy red across his chin had immediatley turned to the center of the automatons, looking to see the core machination among them all