The four-armed Codru-Ji was capable, a good fighter, utilizing the advantage of more batons. Jand felt the sting of one against his thigh, which threatened to disable his leg entirely, were it not for the use of Tutaminis - a skill Master Vanagor had started to teach the Nagai, which Jand seemed particularly capable with. Yet, the shock wasn't completely absorbed, and the limb felt numb and heavy.
Still, that didn't deter the Padawan.
A parry, a twist, and with his faster-than-normal reflexes, Jand found an opening. He lunged forward, lightsaber blade pointed for center mass... and would have impaled the opponent, were it not for sudden impact of a slug against Jand's shoulder, followed by the crack of a sniper rifle a distance away. The Padawan felt his left upper extremity fill with pain, as he twisted into a spin backward to gain some room temporarily from the melee, and to prepare for--
"Hm."
--but the troopers began to retreat, as even the Codru-Ji fell back, and another purge trooper began to fire at Jand. He understood the significance of particle bolts, he knew how deadly they were against lightsabers, and didn't waste his time ineffectively deflecting. Instead, Jand began to weave and sidestep, before he started run between the downed bodies once again - as he had when first approaching - and started to circle around.
He would get close, again, within striking range.
Yet, the purge troopers continued to bound into a withdraw, and soon the shots stopped coming, which left Jand an opening... however, the call - and nearby presence - of Jedi Master Vanagor caught Jand's attention, which brought the Padawan to a stop reluctantly. He watched the purge troopers leave, gray eyes glaring, but followed the instruction and allowed them to exfil.
"Very well," Jand muttered, as he looked across the immediate area.
"I believe killing those troopers now would benefit us. It would stop them being a future threat. But I respect your decision as mentor, even if I do not agree."
Jand caught sight of what he searched for, his Tehk'la blade that had been thrown earlier, and used the Force to call it back to his waiting hand. Once the weapon was grasped, Jand slipped it back beneath his robes, though realized too late that he had used his left arm for the task.
"I sustained injury, from a sniper slug. I apologize."
With a sigh, Jand looked to his bloodied left shoulder, where the brown robe had seeped with blood. The injury hurt, certainly, but the Nagai had been raised to overcome that distraction, to continue fighting through whatever threatened to disrupt combat effectiveness, and it was only now - that his adrenaline started to lower, out of the fight - that the wound was recognized and truly felt.
"Do we remain on the battlefield, or do we make for the extraction vessels, Master Vanagor?"
Jand's wound continued to bleed, but he remained focused on the task and purpose of their presence in the mission...
Nida Perl
soon. They would need to evacuate their forces. The last thing Jasper wanted to do was get held up by some trooper. As he sent the woman flying, his guard was ready, just in case she tried to fire on him desperately. Should he succeed, he would regroup with the SIA agent and get out of dodge.
