Beneath the dark hood, Ballen-Ist's figure would quickly dart to the side, allowing the brawling duo to fly past him, outside of the cantina. Turning quickly, he would exit, obviously following the excitement. Pausing at the exit, he would step to the side, keeping a watch as the fight began. Looking over the crowd, many thoughts began to run through his mind. Would authorities be called? Would they even come to a low level place like this? Or maybe, someone would intervene from masses? Lifting his hooded gaze, the Sith pure blood's eyes would lock onto [member="Nara"]. The young teenager would watch as she lowered her hand, it approaching closer to the handle of her blaster pistol. Shaking his head slowly side to side, the cloak he wore would waver as he moved, his attention still set on the lady who was armed to the teeth.
Though, one thing did catch his attention. [member="Maleus"]' had unleashed a power that Ballen-Ist had only read of on the ancient wall carvings in Korriban. A Sith Rage user was someone to be reckoned with, for not only was their physical and force abilities enhanced, their minds too lost control, creating a deadly, mindless killer for a short time.