To the left, destroyer droids. To the right, a minefield.
Not much of a choice, is there? thought S’tone.
S’tone ran mentally through his kit. Blaster rifle, thermal detonators, fusion cutter, grapnel, p- Grapnel! thought CT-1098/9944, as he launched it around a rock formation on the canyon wall.
As he pressed the auto-reel stud, he felt a laser-bolt blaze past his head.
The droideka were catching up. “Drop your weapons!” came a metallic voice from the canyon below.
Only a Battle Droid could be that dumb! thought S’tone. He didn’t drop them. Fi had had the same idea, and had already launched to the top. “Quick!” shouted Fi. “They’re gaining on you!”.
S’tone looked back and laughed. There below him, three of the droideka were vainly attempting to roll up the cliff face.
A more serious matter were the three other droids that were starting to realise that this was a futile matter, and that it would be a better idea to drop the chase, and start shooting at the figure on the wall.
S’tone willed his launcher to haul up extra fast.

Suddenly, just as S’tone was about to get to the top of the canyon wall, they stopped. “EMP?” asked Fi.
“No. Would have seen the grenade.”
“Then what was it?” he asked.
S’tone thought for a moment. Maybe somone managed to- Nah. That’s impossible. So -
“My guess is that these droids are out of range. After all, we are on a pretty backwater planet!”

To be continued…