"What the hell was that about," Saren asked.
As he had a bland expression his hands keeping a somewhat tight grip on the reigns. He was more then confused about the strange kids, he felt a rock hit him in the head. He shouted in pain as he turned a large mob was following him. They hated him a great deal, due to the fact that they only thought of him as a monster. He wanted to turn on them, turn them into nothing but red smears on the ground. His eyes glowing blue as he glared at them which quickly got the cowards to disperse.
"Cowards," he shouted.
He wanted to mow them down so badly, but he resisted the urge his shoulders shaking as he forced himself to look forward.
"Can we please get the hell out of here," he said.