Drake grunted as he was pushed off the speeder bike. The first thing he did was shudder. The climate of Ando Prime was a hash one; it was much colder on the outskirts of the city than it was inside the city. It must have been all the pollution from the mining efforts that made it warmer. When he took off his blindfold, he breathed a single word. "Shit."
He was ontop of an icy mountain. The view was incredible, he could see the city from a great height. All he needed to do was to scramble down the mountain. This was too easy. Suddenly he heard a few simultaneous roars, and three large figures appeared. Wampas.
One attempted to swipe him with his claw, but Drake skillfully dodged it and whipped out his EE-12 blaster rifle. He shot at the incoming Wampa's torso several times. It fell to its knees and he finished it with a swift shot to the head. He slid through the next one's legs and got it in a chokehold from behind. He slung his blaster over its shoulder and fired at the next Wampa, gravely injuring it. The Wampa he was choking elbowed Drake in the solar plexus, and he dropped him. Drake flew at the wounded Wampa, and hit it with a powerful flying kick. The Wampa fell down the mountainside to its death.
The remaining Wampa gripped Drake's EE-12 and smashed it in two. He gripped his two vibroswords and swung for the Wampa. He merely scratched it; but this next blow would be the finishing one. While the Wampa was recovering, Drake stabbed the creature deeply. He twisted sharply and ripped the sword up through its torso, and cut its heart and half of its stomach in half. Blood spurted all over Drake. He then slid down the mountain, controlling his movement through deep consentration.
*
A while later, Drake arrived at the temple. There, he saw his master Slaner, waiting for him. He slid on the wall, exhausted. "How did I do?" he asked, hopefully.
"A little, but I'll warm up," replied Drake. He thought his master would say something else, as it was rather an odd thing to say when he'd found his way from a mountaintop back to the Temple.
Drake nodded to his master and ambled up the stone steps to the Temple. As he was eager to learn, he increased his pace and headed towards his quarters. There Drakel it up a fire and warmed himself up by it.
Later that evening Slaner sat infront of a small datapad. In it he read of Drake's past, Slaner's information contacts being very reliable. He read then slept, gaining a more significant understanding of his acoltye.
The next day he stood at Drake's door. Wakey wakey my little acoltye, Slaner said telepathically.