When she began to reveal vital information: "It was a bounty hunter called...," she was shot and killed with a toxic saber-dart, fired into her neck by a mysterious armored rocket man above them who hen zoomed off.He feared that she still held a grudge against him for leading her into a life of piracy, and that she would seek revenge for her father""s death.) His golden hair and tan clothing blending into the natural sand-colored surroundings.At night under a sparkling, star-studded sky, he assures Tafas that although he is from England, he is unique and not fat like most English-speaking people: "I am different...just where I can do what I want to":It""s not the kind of work I want to do...It""s too monotonous...No one seems to realize that I""ve changed, that I""m different now.I""ve been through hell.Folks here are concerned with my uniform, how I dance.I""m out of step with everybody.I was hoping to come home and start a new life - to be free, and again, I find myself under orders, a drab routine, cramped, mechanically even worse than the Army.