Unwelcome Visitor
Out of
the corner of his eye, Han could see the ventral laser cannon pop out of
its recess and blaze away. The cannon swept along the cases from
starboard to port, herding their visitor toward Han. The cases blew
apart under the withering fire.
And suddenly,
in the flashing strobelike bursts of the laser cannon, it was bright
enough for Han to see the thing he was chasing.
A probe
droid, an old-style Imperial probot, floated in midair not ten meters from
him, its eight cruel-looking sensor arms hanging down from its rounded
central body. The laser cannon stopped firing and darkness returned.
No doubt Chewie didn't want to risk shooting Han. Thoughtful of him.
Even
without the laser fire, the packing cases were burning bright enough for
Han to see his adversary. But if Han could see the probe droid, the
probe droid could see him. One of its arms swung around, aiming a
built-in blaster dead at him.