"Is there any safe port to land at!? Maybe we can get some help from some locals!" Harry Lancer shouted as he hid behind a wall. He really couldn't do much here. He was not trained with a blaster rifle and any telekinetic attacks would only arouse suspicions on himself. He didn't last as long as he did by jumping into action that was not what he had learned as a young man by his four teachers, even if one of them was a digital hologram from some god forsaken age. If he had to however....though it pained him...he would draw his weapon and he would slay as many as he could hopefully all of them. "I'm afraid this is the end of us if you don't have somewhere to run to!" He said as he slowly calmed his breathing to make sure he didn't lose his inner calm that was so important to him.