"Are you sure you can hit it?" Han asked, studying the distance with a critical eye. "It's a complicated shot."
Ren hesitated a moment before admitting: "I don't know, I've never tried it before."
Min, Roran, Jun, Trent, and Taro clamped their hands over their mouths to stifle laughter that might attract the sentinel. Their shoulders shook with suppressed mirth, eyes watering with the effort of containing their amusement.
Above, in the branches of nearby trees, several white weavers observed with feline curiosity, their moth wings folded while their bright eyes followed every movement of the group. Their antennae twitched occasionally, sensing the subtle changes in the air.
"Why don't we just attack all together?" asked Liora, clearly anxious for some action. "We're more than enough to defeat it."
"Because I want to see if I can do it alone and because it's not just the male," explained Ren without shifting his gaze from the target.
