But I Am Free
Kahlil felt it to, but he didn't move from his spot, not until the attacks came. Then, and only then, did he spring up and pull his blaster out. Firing rapidly, randomly. Almost like he was in a panic. For good reason. The Sith had shown themselves. And the Sith tended to be easily fooled into thinking someone was helpless. They came forward, blades in hand, ready to kill the Jedi.
Then Kahlil pulled a different trigger.
The path blew up as more of those thermal charges ignited. Consuming the first wave, the Sith. He let out a sigh before leveling his blaster again. There were more. So much more. This was bad.
"We should retreat. Farther down. Force them to funnel in."