Naya had to refrain from snorting. “How about age before beauty,” she replied as she pointed at Indo. “I figure if there are any booby traps down there, we let Indo cop it.”
The Mandalorian looked at Indo for a moment. “A good idea, however Indo’s bounty is for live capture.”
Naya snorted, “Typical.” She took a moment to run over to the bar and grab a couple of disposable glowrods from under the bench top.
“What are you doing?” The Mandalorian asked sharply.
“Getting glowrods so we can see through the gloom,” Naya stated as she cracked one of the five glowrods she’d found. The Mandalorian eased back and Naya reluctantly took the lead.
The passageway was dark and dank, yet the floor was relatively clear and clean. “I get the impression this tunnel has been used fairly recently,” Naya told as The Mandalorian closed the seats back down. It felt like being enclosed in a tomb.
They were only a few paces in when they heard an explosion behind them. “I guess the Imperials blew the doors,” Naya said quietly as she picked up the pace.
The illumination of the glowrod exposed Indo’s sinister grin. “What’s with the creepy smile?”
Indo started to cackle, “You’re not going to make it out of this tunnel alive.”
At that moment Naya felt the stone beneath her foot sink. She immediately jumped backward, just as a burst of flame shot out from both walls. The flames rolled together for only a few moments before going out.
Naya turned to glare at the Mandalorian. “Once again, I suggest the scumbag goes first.”