Before long Kotii returned to the medical center. He approached the door cautiously but did not see any more bodies other than the ones he had left prior. The two sisters had not brought on any new attackers to themselves sine he was gone. His back had a pack filled with ordnance and munitions.
<"She's not going anywhere in her state. I'm not going to let these bastards get away with what they've done. If you want to come with...lose one of your wrist weapons. You'll need to program that gauntlet for your sister's jetpack. Or I can take the Security Center alone. All I need to do is send message."> It would not be immediate, but it would be inevitable that at least a kom'rk class transport would be just a hop and skip away. One benefited to him giving the order for them to spread out over Hypori, they could react in small groups to assisting one another. Every Mandalorian was an army in their own right. So two squads of them shock trooping into this gladiator pit armed to the teeth would assuredly bring it.
Kotii would understand if she wanted to stay behind and protect the fellow Solus in her injured state. Inside the bag would be trip mines he would put into place before leaving. There was more for her to use and take out any guards. But Kotii was going to take the security center.
"Kark that actually." He said, not waiting to even hear Vidha's response. If she wanted to come, she would begin putting on the jetpack, not answer him. His blood was hot. Black Hand pulled out the comlink he had taken off of the nemoidian guard. Activating the link, he spoke clearly into it.
When the bounty hunter spoke into the device it was calm and measured but no less menacing. "Listen up. This is Black Hand. You've tried binding me and stripping me of everything. It didn't work. If you're listening you will not face me because you will only find wrath. Security Center, if you're listening I'm coming for you. Don't be there when I come knocking. I'll make one thing very clear. I'm not locked in here with you, di'kutla shabuir. You're locked in here with me." The commlink cracked in his hand with a singular spark before dropping to the ground. The Alor in exile turned to look at Vidha and then beyond her towards Van'Aria. He would make sure they got a taste of the pain they caused them as well. If the local guards had any sense they would flee. The other prisoners, if released would even be spurred to action as well. "You coming?"
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