A bright bolt of lightning struck the seagull as it soared through a cloudy sky. Shrill cries of alarm filled the air as its body tumbled into the ocean, but even as the other gulls took up the cry for their fallen comrade, more lightning came, not from the clouds above, but from the fingertips of a Sith on the beach.
"It's not fair. You have an advantage," the second Sith said, igniting his lightsabre and throwing it at a seagull.
Soon the beach was littered with the broken carcasses of the innocent victims of the Dromund Kaas seagull massacre.