Genocide?
Two months later-- On the north coast of the Ancestral Continent
*Raaaf Raaaf*
"Hmmm? Alright, you can land here!" finally after several hours of flying, Jabba raised his head then looked behind him and shouted loudly after he seemed to spot something
*Raaf Raaf Raaf*
While more than three thousand Dracos were busy finding suitable landing spots below them, Jabba jumped off his Draco and began walking slowly towards someone sitting on the edge of a high cliff
When he got close enough he took a long inhale and spoke, "Master, I did as you asked, and--"
"Robin, you damn bastard!!" A shout that came from behind Jabba interrupted the report that he was preparing in his head all the way here
*SWOOSH*