He didn't know how much time had passed, because he wasn't thinking straight. Thousands of different thoughts ran through his head.
What is this monstrous beast coming towards me? Why is Crev so negative to me? Where is Kane Swift? What happened to the Rebel fleet?
But one thought hit him like a ton of bricks. How am I going to get back in the ship?
Amongst his thinking, the Kwazel Maw had knocked him out of the ship and deep in to the water.
"Warric!" Crev screamed repeatedly as he stared at the open water frantically.
Warric swam up to the surface of the water and climbed aboard the PR-79. He was just in time too because Crev made the ship move so fast, it matched the speed of the Kwazel Maw.
"What was that for, you couldn't have waited another minute." Warric snapped as he sat in his gunner's seat.
"If I would have waited any longer for your sorry carcass, neither of us would be amongst the living." Crev shouted over the sound of the ship trying to move as fast as it was built to. "Besides, you're here now, so don't complain, or you can float the rest of the way to the nearest place off this planet."
Warric sighed, shook his head and manned his torrent.
The head of the PR-79 was going in and out of the water, causing the ship to accelerate, and then brake at times. This caused water to splash in Crev's face, making it harder for him to pilot the ship than the darkness that had fallen over the landscape.
He didn't mind it so much though, he gained a rush out of this. The salty water hitting his face, the fresh air that he breathed in, which was much better than taking mock battles and sitting in a meeting room for hours discussing tactics that he found loop-holes around and ways that he could out think his superiors in battle.
Warric, however, felt nervous and vulnerable. He felt like he had the weight of the galaxy on his shoulders. He didn't know why, but he felt like he wasn't doing what destiny chose him to do. It was hard for him to put it together in his head, but he didn't feel like he was living up to his full potential.
The Kwazel Maw gained on them and got so close that its giant teeth were mere inches away from the rebel ship. Crev noticed this and made a sharp turn that sent R5 flying overboard and under the Kwazel Maw.
Warric got a grip on the torrent controls and pressed the two fire buttons. Nothing happened.
"The weapons system is fried." Warric uttered to himself "We'd be lucky if we last another minute out here."
Warric still tried his hardest not to give up as he fondled various levers and pressed an assortment of buttons, hoping that the torrent would kick in and start working.
Under the ship, R5 attached to the ship with a suction cup rod and retracted it, so that he lay at the bottom of the PR-79. He cut into a compartment on the bottom of the ship which released an assortment of weapons in to the water. The droid managed to grab some type of weapon that it didn't catch a glimpse of, before swimming back up to the rushing water that the ship's engines released.
Warric ran and picked up R5 up out of the water an on to the ship. Either he was a hefty little droid, or Warric was just not physically fit. He hoped for it was the former, but it was possible that he slipped past the fitness part of the training. He was lean, and not at all packed with muscle.
R5 opened a small door located on the outside of the droids shell and revealed two grenades, neatly filed on top of each other.
"How convenient." Warric scoffed.
Warric grabbed the two grenades with caution. A thermal detonator was not something to fool around with. If he would even breathe on it wrong, the whole ship would go up in flames.
He starred at the Kwazel Maw, looking for the right angle in which to strike.
Crev turned around, still piloting the ship and shouted "What the hell are you waiting for? Kill it!"
Warric felt a weird sense of compassion for the animal. He hadn't felt it as he was about to gun it down, but looking in to its eyes he did. He felt as it were a part of him. He really didn't want to kill it, but he couldn't find a better way of out maneuvering the beast.
With his eyes tightly closed, then open when he actually let go, Warric threw both grenades into the Kwazel Maw's gaping mouth.
The creature gave one last groan and a sad sort of look as it blew up, all over the ship.
