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While Ares was busy walking down the halls, Voka engaged his plan of action. The rodian couldn't risk being a sitting duck wasting ammo on the infinite spawning droids. Between each wave of droids, Voka cautiously opened the suitcase hinge by hinge. He quickly flipped the case opened revealing a modified slugthrower rifle safetly encased along with an attachable scope inside.
After Voka took down the next pair of droids, he quickly picked up the rifle and slung it over his back. There was no time to attach the scope, he had to make due with the iron sights of the rifle. He fired his pistol upon the next pair of droids and made a mad dash down the hallway to the nearest fallen droid. He leaped and dropped down to a prone position behind body for cover and fired at the next pair of incoming droids.
After Voka took down the next pair of droids, he quickly picked up the rifle and slung it over his back. There was no time to attach the scope, he had to make due with the iron sights of the rifle. He fired his pistol upon the next pair of droids and made a mad dash down the hallway to the nearest fallen droid. He leaped and dropped down to a prone position behind body for cover and fired at the next pair of incoming droids.
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