[General Woundwort]

With an electric WHOOMP, mongooses fly in all directions as Woundwort activates a Personal Shield generator he found at a trader's booth in the Arrakis bazaar.

"Boss, I've fulfilled my end of the contact from day one. I paid for that Starfury cantina twice over, from my own pocket. I even came here to offer moral support for your onslaught when all the other old customers were out for your blood. And this is the thanks I get! Okay, fine! If that's the way we're gonna play - LET'S ROCK!"

Rapidly punching buttons on his wrist computer, Woundwort opens a door in the back of the cantina. Out of the door pours a horde of heavily modified pinwheel attack droids, who begin to lay waste to the legions of mongooses and whatever else GT has to throw at them.