Biblis painting

Whirling, he ran out of the cockpit. "Come with me, kid," he shouted at Lukeas he entered the hold. "We're not out of this yet." Luke didn't respond, didn't move, and Leia turned an angry face to Solo."Leave him alone. Can't you see what the old man meant to him?" An explosion jarred the ship, nearly tumbling Solo to the deck. "So what? The old man gave himself to give us a chance to get away. Youwant to waste that, Luke? You want Kenobi to have wasted himself?" Luke's head came up and he stared with vacant eyes at the Corellian. No, notquite vacant…There was something too old and unpleasant shining blindly in the backof them. Without a word, he threw off the cloak and joined Solo. Giving him a reassuring smile, Solo gestured down a narrow accessway. Lukelooked in the indicted direction, smiled grimly, and rushed down it as Solo starteddown the opposing passage. Luke found himself in a large rotating bubble protruding from the side of theship. A long, wicked looking tube whose purpose was instantly apparent projectedfrom the apex of the transparent hemisphere. Luke settled himself into the seat andcommenced a rapid study of the controls. Activator here, firing grip here…He hadfired such weapons a thousand times before—in his dreams. Forward, Chewbacca and Leia were searching the speckled pit outside for theattacking fighters represented by firepricks on several screens. Chewbacca suddenlygrowled throatily and pulled back on several controls as Leia let out a yelp. "Here they come."