Terram made a small flick of his wrist, and an earthen fist pillar shot out from the ground, slamming into the suicide bomber and causing him to explode in himself and the fist of compacted dirt and rock. T: "Their general isn't here. My guess is that they came from some sort of spacecraft up above. Platoon 4, ETA?" F: "ETA 9 seconds." Moments later, a soft whistling could be heard from the sky as people dropped from seemingly nowhere. They landed on the TIE fighters, using rather literal, explosive melee to smash them down onto the ground. T: "Platoon 2, feel free to move in now. Take as many people captive as possible." The Weavers surrounding the village moved in, shooting down the troopers they had to, and cuffing the ones they were able to with magically reinforced cuffs–more MageTech™ goods.