Tessin and the soldier sneak into the room with five soldiers. They’re wearing black and chrome armor, talking to eachother. Ahead of them is some more blasters. Looking behind you, there’s a control panel that could easily blow up some wiring and kill some of the soldiers, or you could blast your way through, which is risky but possible.
“Look,” Tessin says. “I’ll put mine on stun as well. Just for good measure.”
The soldier sighs. “Alright.” He sets his blaster on stun. “I trust you, I suppose.”
Tessin nods his head. “I never caught your name.”
“My name’s Grunt, Squidhead,” the soldier said. “Not much else to my name. Now come on. There’s gotta be an exit here somewhere.”
Grunt runs down the hallway. Curiously, Tessin finally notices something off about the soldier. He’s not wearing standard Republic armor. Instead, he’s dressed up in something more loose, with the occasional shoulder pad and knee pad here and there.
“I wonder what that is about,” Tessin asks himself.
The two go down a hallway, with a fork in the road. Grunt looks around.
“Which way do you think we should go?” Grunt asks.
Tessin looks at the ways. Suddenly, he feels a sudden urge to go left. Yet the right pathway looks like it leads to the vents.