*Orthos stops running and turns, drawing his sword and loading a blaster*
I'm staying here...go on...I'll meet you...
*He looks into their pained eyes*
I'm the Darkkiller. It's what I'm for.
*His eyes flash silver, as Stormtroopers march through the hangar doors...*
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