He leads you over a short way.
Definitely a bttle here. There are about sixty dead Stormtroopers, dead in the same way.
Some have died strewn all over the place in the undergrowth, but here in this clearing, about half of them have died in a cluster, facing in many directions.
Dead raptors here too- a fair few. it looks like a hunting pack about the size of the one that attacked you earlier.
Vasilik is paying attention to a dead raptor in the middle of the troopers.
"Ahhh!" he says, holding it up. There is a puncture wound through its throat. "Beaten in hand-to-hand combat. Someone is brave."
"We need some kind of bait. If just a few of us start shooting or even pop up and run, they're likely to only send a squad or ewo to get us. We want much more than that." Kyle looks proud of the one idea he's had all day that seems to make sense. Then his smile fades. "Only I have no idea what that would be."