Smoke was still rising from the Imperial prison as Imperial fire crews try to vanquish the flames. Danik Kreldin stood admist the choas, his hands folds across his chest, as he observed the destruction. All the dead bodies had been piled up in one spot, with all their armor removed, of course - wouldn't waste good armor, even if it had some blaster shots in it. A platoon from the nearby military base had arrived when news of the attack reached high command, adding to the thirty survivors. The E-webs had been taken out from inside the security hall and placed along the perimeter of the prison; Danik was being cautious, as Skywalker was strangely absent from previous events. The prisoners they had acquired were rounded up in the courtyard in a circle, their wrists and legs bound by stun cuff