Ang and Hyde came out of the disorientation, having witnessed the battle beginning again just before all sight was lost of the ship behind them. They emerged, stumbling, on a worn wooden floor. The smell and sight of sawdust was prevalent. They caught themselves just outside of an office door overlooking a kind of warehouse storage facility. Wooden boxes filled the floor below while they themselves were a floor above on a walkway; the wooden railing creaked at their weight as they pressed against it. Hyde held himself up on the railing. Light streamed in from windows higher up; they were dirty and the sky beyond definitely daylight but cloudy. Dampness in the air suggested it had not been that sunny.

“I opened the door and that took me to your ship. Quite a jump. The Drachin’s lair is likely beyond in the office, but we can’t take the door. That is the portal. Do you have a tricorder with you? Something to search for energy sources?”

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