The merc leader took off his helmet, showing the half-scarred faced Chiss, the Chiss was a logical thinker, and if these were truly Mandalorians he knew they had atleast a hint of honor in them.
Without even asking the mercs surrounding him he pressed one of the buttons. Cancel. For once in his life he wouldn’t question himself. Would it be the first and last time?
Without even asking the mercs surrounding him he pressed one of the buttons. Cancel. For once in his life he wouldn’t question himself. Would it be the first and last time?
