The Toydarian flew around his now dead opponent, a Rodian punk from Ylesia. He chuckled "I think that was a record! 4 seconds, in my first match!" Anyone else up for a good ol' death match? He chuckled twice and set his pistol off of safety.
Breento attempted to fly away, But remembered his wing was injured. Instead he attempted to run towards the nearest cover wall to escape the smoke. Knowing that the Rodian would attempt to use a melee attack on him he drew his virbo-blade and turned on the blade. He glanced toward the trando-noghiri hybrid, and heard his comment about bad fighting. He though "Who taught you how to judge fighting, your slave/slaver parents." He laughed and reapeated his comment outload towards the spectator.
"Bring it on half-breed! A wounded wing? I could car less." Now if i wounded your face it would be an improvement!" He yelled angrily at the spectator and drew his blaster.
Breento didnt know the shots were coming he was to distracted by the new enemy, he attempted to dodge the trando-noghiri bolts and succeeded and also dodged the Rodians shots. He heard the Rodian. he replied "Yeah if you want a fight the sign-up booth is near the entrance,not down here...what your bounty hunting parents didn't teach how to find a target very well did they!