“So let me get this straight,” Carth began as he leaned on the elevator wall, “we’re going to break in to the Black Vulkar base--in the middle of a gang war--steal a dangerous piece of equipment, and then win the most deadly sport in the galaxy!" Nik crossed his arms. “I didn't hear you coming up with any good ideas, Captain. You heard Gadon. The only way we can rescue Bastila is if we win the race. Now come on. We have to find that Twi'lek." “Run, Hendar, run!” a woman's voice called in the distance. "I don't like the sound of that," Nik muttered "Hurry, Hendar, hurry!" “RANCOR!!!"