Anaya saw the lightening coming and brought up both her sabers to catch it. Whatever she had thought that mad was, whether a jedi touched by the darkside or a freelance he just made himself an enemy. When the lightening stopped she lowered her sabers and pouted. "Well that was unnecessary. I came for him," she pointed at the Jedi "Not you. Now I shall just have to kill you both."
She force leapt onto a ledge above them. deactivating her lightsabers as she went and slinked along, smirking as she stalked her prey below. "Useless whore!" the voice came from nowhere but everywhere in her mind. A voice she had not heard since the slaver house, a voice she hadn't heard since before her last Master, Oman. She slipped from the ledge, catching herself at the last second fear coursing through every ounce of her body. "I'm going to beat you bloody for that."
She let go of the ledge using the force to slow her fall. She was now closer to her fellow sith than the Jedi and the freelance. She stayed sprawled like a cat gathering her thoughts. "Not possible" she muttered to herself. "There is something else here." she hissed and Onyx, ignoring the other two now. "Besides the dead. Something else is lurking."