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Tortion's Magnaguards moved on Astaer, electrostaves at the ready.

Suddenly, a gunship exploded into dozens of large fragments. Two Jedi and about a dozen ARF troopers were caught in the flames. Jorus looked up to see an Utaupaun starfighter with a squadron of Trifighters coming in for another strafing run. The Utaupaun fighter veered off on autopilot while an eight foot tall thing ejected. It split its' arms in two and drew four lightsabers. General Grievous. Meanwhile, battle and super battle droids streamed out of the gates. Dozens of them fell, and then, the sound of servos, motivators, and whirring motors filled the air. And it came form only a handful of sources. One from each gate, huge droids emerged. Around seven feet tall, with twin blaster cannons on the left arm, and a rotary blaster on the right shoulder, and on the right arm, a three foot long vibroblade on the right arm, a head similar to that of Grievous, and a jet black paint job to finish it off, those things looked like they would chew you up and spit you out on a whim. The four behemoth battle droids (Cross was already thinking of nicknaming them, "Big boys".), marched to a point beside Grievous. "The IG-200 battle droid. The deadliest unit in the CIS military, and carries General Grievous' personal stamp of approval." Said Tortion. "So this is that new tinnie design they were working on." Whispered Ashoka to Jorus. He nodded. They looked like they could be one of those few droid designs capable of bringing down lower tier Jedi.