Naturally, Ojan blamed his brother for the current kerfuffle. Had he watched where he was going, they'd have zigzagged out of this hot mess and be divvying up whatever reward Ence was willing to offer. Ojan carefully placed his scavenged weapons off to the side before he swung out his own. He whipped around the rifle over his shoulder and pointed it directly at the Torros. The gun whirled to life with plasma energy veining throughout its body, casting a powerful, vibrating hum, as a small holo interface winked in front of Ojan's targeting eye.  

"Get moving, bull," Ojan warned, aiming between the Torro's horns. "Or you'll end up in pieces at the food market."

Just as the Torros was ready to pounce, a voice called out from behind him. Its tone was far more intimidating than Ojan's, even with a gun pointed to his head, for the bull scampered away without objection. Ulri looked up as he was picking his weapons, noting two bodyguards flanking a large lizard man. Not just any lizard man. 

"Mack? What the hell are you doing here?" Ulri questioned, to which Ojan slapped the back of his head, pushing his twin brother forward. 

"Shut up, Ulri! Just get to Ence's!" Ojan turned to Mack. The lizard wasn't quite as big as the Torros, but he was still intimidating nonetheless. Ojan wondered why he'd even need bodyguards to begin with. Nobody would be stupid enough to mess with him. Ojan shouldered his weapon, backing away toward his weapons pile. "Mack, we've got no problems with you. We're on our way to see Ence. You know how he is if you keep him waiting...so, we'll just be going now."