But I Am Free
Unfortunately Kahlil was an idiot. Logic dictated that as soon as the corpses rose up to attack people his involvement in fighting was gone. Instead, maybe helping people escape or just escaping himself is what he should do. With no power in the Force, this was absolutely out of his league. And he knew that, even as he started to scale the nearby wall to get to the building's roof.
"You dumb bastard. You can't use the Force. Sure, using the Light woulda made this real easy though." More grumbles escaped him as he reached the flat top of the building and rolled over the ledge. He didn't have the Force, but he was still a trained warrior. Blaster in hand he scanned the 'skies', searching for the flaming woman. He cracked an incredibly nervous grin before lifting his blaster to fire.
Sure enough, the winged angel knocked the shots away and turned to glare at him. She spoke out in high Sith, sneering.
"Foolish choice mortal. Your corpse will be used like all the others."
"I don't plan on dying, so uh, naw." His reply in High Sith seemed to strike a cord in the winged woman, who roared in anger before diving towards him. He grimaced as he lifted his blaster, firing away before sprinting to the far end.
"Chit chit chit chit chit."