Invasion The Republic Shall Fall [One Sith Invasion of Coruscant]

[Adonari Cinn]

Floating in a water tank : JEDI TEMPLE

The mind was nothing more than a vessel for understanding. There was one truth to the Light and that was peace. A'donari was currently connecting to this way of life.
Nothing could destroy Peace like the hunger of the Dark Side.

An orb of cold dark green water, suspended by A'donari's manipulation of the force, surrounded his body. He hung weightless and suspended within his meditation orb. Nothing conscious remained within his body. His spirit was attached to the light. A pain in his spine snapped him from his physical slumber. Water from the orb dropped and splashed across the floor of his personal meditation chambers. The feeling was almost paralyzing. Gathering his thoughts brought him up off the ground and jumping into his Jedi robes. As he ran out the door of his room the familiar feeling of his blade raced across the empty distance in between where the orb of water had been and the door. Death was at their door step. The truth of equipping his weapon was that he was prepared to take the lives of those invading to save the one's he cared for.

Running through the halls was nothing more than pandamoniam. Instructions were being followed and also shouted at every turn of the way. There was no time to stop. Attacking forces were at their doors. The strides of A'donari's massive frame grew as his speed quickened.

TEMPLE ENTRANCE - Interior
A boot landed firmly on the marble railing while looking over the fight within the Jedi Temple Entrance chambers. Darkness leaked through the entrance in the form of hooded Sith. The battle was spilling out through the massive archway of a door. Jedi and Sith alike were losing their lives quickly as blades collided. A cold realization caught in his head. 'You have to go through it.' Not a second passed before his legs sent him leaping into the masses down within his ranks. Saber found his open right palm while moving through the battle field skillfully. Red blades around him licked through the air in collision courses with his body while pressing forward. Skilled Soresu blade work countered their attacks allowing him to advance forward throughout the battle. There were plenty other Jedi around to keep their forces occupied for the time being. It wasn't the time being that worried him. Soon the men in front would be needing all the help they could get.​

 

[Marcus Tritum]

LOCATION: Shooting up the place
ALLEGIANCE: Fringe Operative aiding Sith
TARGET: Vulpesen

I didn't fire off enough shots. Four was too few. The Jedi batted them aside like they were nothing. Uhm, okay. I'd once seen a Forcer take a full auto assault rifle fire and deflect the entirety of it - while using illusions. That was nice and all, but this guy just wasn't on the same power scale as somebody like Je'gan, who was identified as the suspected assailant in the debriefing. Illusions. Calling card. Etcetera.

Makin' sure I had a good aim on the Jedi I flicked the setting to three round burst and unloaded the entirety of my clip toward the Jedi as he attempted to attack that Sith again. Now this comes from experience, but when you're attacking somebody in a melee fight you tend to be a little focused on slicing and dicing and not getting yourself chopped open. So here's what I suspected would happen... either my rounds would hit the Jedi and he'd go up in flames, or he'd block my slugs but get skewered by the Sith while he was distracted. I don't care who you are. You might be the greatest telepathic mind around, but a bullet is a bullet and a laser sword is, well, a glowing bar of superhot plasma. They kill real easy and they don't care who you are either.

 

[Maya Carrick]

Location: Inside the temple
Friendly: Jedi Only
Ojective: to protect and get younglings to safety and aid those that need help
Foe: Any sith inside the temple in her way, Darth Kentarch

Looking at Erinyes Draclau with a long nod seeing how the younglings was sending out her soothing with her empthy even kissing to on the forehead to came there fears. Her voice, "little ones, you will be safe"

Speaking through the force to Erinves, **I will clear a path be ready** Taking her blade in hand as she ran from the locations. To hunt down what maybe became road blocks in the plan to get this younglings out and safe. Flowing in the force now with out the cloak of her own presents. Clearing became more of action then reaction for now what lay sleeping with in her would stay in its cage. It was only after training at the temple could she control what laid inside. Coming to a please slowing down he heard a voice calling, slowing her breathing as felt with in the force. Darth Kentarch What could this one be looking for. Only things she knew was that he stood in the way of the path to get the younglings out. Pulling herself from force, as she blended herself once again. Come out and play, just what are you looking to play with.

Sending a message to [member="Vulpesen"] he would recognize her from so long ago, or even get it had to try. **I need to clear a path to help aid in getting younglings to a far distances. " There was more in her voice she had felled her own son she wasn't going to let these younglings fall into the sith hands.

 

[Elayne Hawk]

LOCATION: Temple Steps
ALLEGIANCE: Dathomir Witch aiding the Republic
TARGET:[member="Dak Canton"]
Elayne frowned as she heard the commotion. It seemed that this wasn't going to be a quiet visit at all. She just wanted to grab something she left behind and then go see [member="Flynn Blackheart"] but no, now she was dragged into some sort of invasion of the temple. She had also hoped [member="Syn"] or I'ella was around but it didn't seem that was the case. She frowned as she saw someone shooting at a jedi. "Hey you" She said as she shot Electric Judgement at the man. Normally when someone was taken off guard by such a move.. they were taken down a peg.
She was after all a Witch of Dathomir and had to serve her people proud. She began chanting at the same time, preparing her next step as she let the lighting go. She couldn't be too careful, he might have a trick up his sleeve, that was the problem when you let males decide things... senseless violence.

 

[Antoir Setrrin]

JEDI TEMPLE:

Steps; Fighting @Jumpy Junior [member="Ryan Korr"]; Allied With Sith:
One of the lovely things about the Caedo of Moeror, also known as the Killer of Grief, is that it offers protection for the back of the neck (a spot that is usually left bare). Of course, the durasteel and Matrix armor layers won't hold up against a lightsaber for very long. However, the metals were enough to prevent any sort of decapitation. Unfortunately the metal was heated up AND mushed, pressing against the back of her neck, causing a burn. Now very, very angry Ven grabbed the collar of sorts, twisted it, then tore the majority of it off. Usually her strength wasn't enough to do so, but the material was already damaged. Then again... she had busted down thick walls and doors before... Ahem, let's not get to distracted. There are things to do, people to kill! Lots of chaos to enjoy! "Bastard." When Ven stops teasing, it's never a good sign. Because teasing (in her mind) equals affection. Or at least something other than disdain or resentment. Seeing as no more jokes or jabs were being released into the air, it was officially time to get serious.

Despite being Force-Dead, the spawn knew how to use her anger to her advantage. You don't have to be a Sith to harness that hatred. Not at all. Anger often provokes important reactions in one's brain. Chemicals are released, your heartbeat increases, and you may enter a fight or flight mode. During this time people have been known to push themselves beyond their usual limits. What does that mean for our rather large friend? It means she punches harder, she reacts faster, and she does things that some would consider to crazy to try. But what could be so crazy that a Jedi wouldn't expect from someone aligned with the Sith? Not much, really. Still, a Jedi would likely consider Ven's next move to be foul. After spinning around she backed up, eyes locked on her prey. Nearby others were still skirmishing (of course). And when a poor Sith trooper found himself falling just a few feet from the monster... well, she couldn't help herself. A hand grabbed the back of his armor as he tried to stand up. Quickly he was yanked backwards and placed in front, a sort of human shield.

Now, a human shield is hardly necessary for someone like her. However, ripping their helmet off and chucking it at your enemy can prove quite amusing. So that is what she did with her left hand, keeping her right latched onto her lightclub, ready to block or strike back.

 

[Marcus Tritum]

LOCATION: Shooting up the place
ALLEGIANCE: Fringe Operative aiding Sith
TARGET: [member="Elayne Hawk"]

I didn't see the bolts of lightning shot from behind until too late. Green electricity zapped along my body, conducted by the phrik. Fortunately, the Terentatek Commando Armor I wore, TCA for short, had alchemically treated terentatek leather beneath the armor plating that provided pretty damn good resistance to Force abilities. Lightning included. Now, that didn't mean I was impregnable, because I felt as though I'd suddenly stuck my hand into an electrical socket. I mean, yowch, did that hurt.

Swearing, I remembered I was out of ammo. Fierfek. I dived for the nearest dead body and hit the deck next to it, skidding along the marble floor. Oof. The corpse soaked up the crackling bolts while I quickly ejected my mag and jammed another in. More FLARE slugs. I twisted onto my side and used the corpse to stabilize my aim.

I fired at the source of the lightning. Some lady. Normally I don't shoot girls, but in this case I was willing to make an exception. Crack, crack, crack! The report of the assault rifle echoed throughout the Great Hall as three bullets filled with pyrophoric gels that would ignite on contact zipped toward the chick.

 

[Talon Vosra]

LOCATION: CORUSCANT JEDI TEMPLE GARDENS
OBJECTIVE: PROTECT THE TREES AND STUFF
OPPONENT: THE LIFE CYCLE

Talon sat in the garden when the ground shaking noise occurred. He had returned from being trapped by the Sith some time ago but he had not yet revealed himself. He was concealed by the Cloak of Shadow and his presence was concealed by the Quey’tek meditation. Essentially, he could not be seen or sensed in the force without effort. His emerald eyes were closed as he sensed the darkness spill forth into the Temple. This should not have been, and yet it was. He searched for Kira in the force. She was alive he knew that, but not here. He had looked everywhere, but to no avail. All he had found was a half-eaten box of cookies and a blue dress which he left alone. He took a small bite of a cookie and placed it in his belt pouch.

After some time he stood and walked calmly to a tree and stood waiting for the blasters and Lightsabers to start making their statements. He closed his eyes and began searching for the Sith in the force. He would do everything he could to help. Most were near the steps others were farther away and obscured in darkness. He slowly began walking toward the center of the temple and prepared to release is guise to assault the Sith invaders.

 

[Mother Askani]

Objective: Aid in evacuating the citizins of Monument Plaza.
Location: Manarai Heights
Allies: [member="Antares Windu"]

It had been the longest of times since Ru had been on the surface of Coruscant. She wouldn't have seen herself back on this land for some time, but today she had to do her duty as a Jedi; a servant of the light. Her brother and sisters needed her help. She was stationed on the surface somewhere else when the Sith attacked, from below within the streets she watched the temple come under fire. It forced sorrow to enter as an emotion, and rightfully placed it was. She immediately began to evacuate the citizens who were themselves puring and panicking out of their homes.

She was then needed in the Manarai District, there were multiple citizens who needed evacuation and so she was immediately transported to the area. She received information of only one other in the immediate area of whom she was to work with, to help.
The ship lowered and allowed her and her minimum numbers of troops to land. They immediately began the evacuation, and she made contact with the familiar Jedi Knight. As she walked her long, and layered robes bounced in the wind generated from the ship. The troopers scattered and she made her way just some meters away from where the ship dropped them off. Looking around she brought her comlink to her mouth and began to speak.

"Knight Windu, this is Master Sochi Ru of The Silver Jedi. Aid has arrived, we are here to assist with the evacuation of the citizens." She said softly as she spoke into the microphone.

Then alarms sounded, filling the entire area with an annoying warning of something going extremely wrong, she was approached by one of her own men, and they told her of the impending danger. She squinted her eyes, looking amongst all the lost faces here. Her eyes closed for a moment, and then she reopened them.

"Evacuate as many people as you can. MOVE!" she said sternly, and this was probably one of the first times she had ever raised her voice.

[member="Tsavong Kraal"]

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

TARGET: [member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"]

Ryan's brows drew together as he watched the Sithspawn pick up a nearby trooper and use him as an expendable shield of flesh and plastoid. The next attack would have been laughable if it hadn't been launched from the hand of a giant at incredibly fast speeds. A helmet whipped toward Ryan. He brought his blade up, carving it in half easily. One piece hit him in the shoulder as it came apart, knocking him back a step. Ryan grunted, rolling his shoulder. It felt bruised. No matter. He breathed in deeply. Calm. Tranquility. The Force.

Using the sith trooper was a mistake, in Ryan's eyes. True, he had no wish to kill, but he would if he had to. The sith trooper was a combatant. And one whom this beast seemed willing to sacrifice. So be it.

The monster's move had been unexpected, but Ryan's next was even more so. Ataru was all about acrobatics. So far the monster had seen him do things that involved jumping. No doubt it expected more of the same. He could not feel the monster in the Force, which was disconcerting. Either it could utilize some power to hide its presence, or it was like the Vong. Dead to the Force. The thought sent a chill through Ryan, but he moved forward, accelerating his body with Force Speed and running with the fluidity and grace of a Jedi, making as if to flip over the beast's head and strike at its neck again. Instead, he hit the ground and slid between the creature's legs, swinging his blade first toward the exposed portion of the armor and the back of the right leg, then toward the left, in an attempt to hamstring the beast.

 

[Elayne Hawk]

LOCATION: Temple Steps
ALLEGIANCE: Dathomir Witch aiding the Republic
TARGET: @Dak Canton
Elayne smiles as her spell comes to fruition and a her shield spell summons a shield around her blocking the bullets as they stopped the moment the hit her shield. Though too late to do anything she noticed feels the first bullet as it pierces her shoulder causing her body to burn she lets out a scream. Using her training she concentrates on her spell and not the pain. Chanting a spell of absorb, taking the flames into her as she let go of the shield as she couldn't keep it for long without recasting. She made a break for cover of her own using the remaining seconds of her shield to make it to a pillar to hide behind. That was when she started chanting again, this time the man would begin to have the feeling of being choked, as if air can't get in. Elayne had to concentrate as she tries to choke the man to unconsciousness, maybe then she could run away from this all.. but then again she needs to help the Jedi what friend would she be if she didn't.

 

[Marcus Tritum]

LOCATION: Shooting up the place
ALLEGIANCE: Fringe Operative aiding Sith
TARGET: Elayne Hawk

I breathed a huge sigh of relief as the lightning cut off. Phew. Baby. My you-know-whats were going to be shrunk for days. Wincing, I got to a knee. I'd landed a hit, as far as I could tell, but I'd need a couple more to bring her down. Unfortunately, she was hiding behind a pillar that made for some pretty good cover. Oh, and a weird pressure started around my mouth and throat. Like someone had put a pillow over my mouth. I could still breath, but it just felt.... weird. Now, so much as I knew about the Force - which isn't much - it seemed like she was tryin' to use some mental tricks on me. Those don't work too well on me, though. Courtesy of the genes I inherited. I'm Epicanthix, see. I'm taller than most humans and stronger too. I'm also genetically immune to mind tricks. Pretty neat. Thanks great, great, great, great, great grandpa.

Well, I had to do something about that pressure on my face, because genetic immunity or not it was starting to feel uncomfortable. I squeezed a second trigger on my assault rifle.

Thunk.

The underslung grenade launcher fired off a grenade. Now, this wasn't an ordinary frag grenade. Nope. This was a white phosphorus grenade. I aimed near her feet. When the grenade hit the ground there'd be a small explosion, followed by everything being engulfed in white phosphorus smoke. The explosion would be ridiculously hot. White phosphorous anti-tank rounds are known to burn out the inside of tanks. But the smoke that followed? Well that was different. It would get in your nose and irritate your eyes kinda like tear gas and causes respiratory problems, makes it hard to breath, but the big difference is that WP smoke can kill you. Inhale enough of it and it'll be toxic to your body. Also, in such a high concentration it could burn. Burning smoke, that's right. Awful way to go. I felt a little bad about it, y'know.

 

[Antares]

Objective: Protect Manarai Heights.
Location: With [member="Sochi Ru"] on top of the Wall.

The last person he had ever expected to see at that moment was Sochi Ru. And here she was, Jedi Master Sochi Ru appeared to help him defend Coruscant. The chances were unbelievable when he saw her. "Sochi Ru." He said in greeting, not referring to her as a Master. She wasn't a Master to him anymore, she had lost that title when she had joined the Silver Jedi unfortunately. "You are a good person for coming." He said and then he was done with his greeting and he looked back out to see [member="Tsavong Kraal"]'s forces continue to advance.

"Get your Silver Jedi to intercept those forces. Hold the wall. I'll fight off their leader." He said with a nod of his head. His teeth grinded upon each other. He couldn't be swayed, he was going to fight him. Even if he had two amphistaffs. It would most likely mean the death of Antares, but he would have slowed them down long enough for reinforcements to get to Manarai hopefully.

 

[Mother Askani]

"We aren't here to fight, were here to save the lives of these people. Charging their leader does no justice. Our main concern should be to get these people out of here while we still have minimal time."

She held true to her words, and sternly they came out. The Silver Jedi; whom are Jedi like all the rest have come to help those who cannot help themselves, this war isn't their fight. Though she was more than prepared for a possible inevitable confrontation. This, was very different from charging the enemy and losing the concerns for those who honestly need their help.

"Your risking your life, and all of these innocent ones around you. Surely you'll make the decision based off of what's best, and your duties as a Jedi." after that she walked away, holding true to her word. Then with her troops they proceeded with the evacuation.

They proceeded quickly to get these innocents to safety and transported out of the area. With the limited amounts of ships that were entering and leaving the area, the process moved rather slowly. She did all she could before the enemy could make their way in, in her head she was prepared for the confrontation, because she was sure that they would arrive before everyone was rushed to safety.

[member="Antares Windu"]
[member="Tsavong Kraal"]

 

[Antares]

Objective: Protect Manarai Heights.
Location: Atop of the wall.

Antares Windu saw things for what they were. Yes, he should be helping in the evacuation, but one more person helping the evacuation wouldn't change anything. What was ideal to the situation was someone to slow down the advancing enemy, so that it was possible for those civilians who needed to be evacuated were taken and protected.

It was slow going already, even if he was alone to fight the Horde, he would do it. He was a Jedi Knight. He was a warrior, there was no such thing as a peacekeeper in times of war. And this was war. Whoever it was who was attacking them was waging war on the Republic. And then the Silver Jedi think they can just saunter over onto Coruscant and act as if they are the real Jedi? And what did they do? Come onto the planet, evacuate people - where exactly, and then leave?

The best representation of Jedi certainly. Once she had spoken about him risking his life, he had already walked away from her. Antares was stubborn, he wasn't going to a supposed traditionalist Jedi speak about him risking his life. There is no death, there is only the Force. He thought to himself. Some traditionalist.

[member="Tsavong Kraal"]

 

[Darth Armyss]

Location: Jedi Temple - Archives
Objective: Primary - Retrieve Sith Holocrons, Secondary - Kill anyone that attempts to hinder progress towards the primary objective

Meanwhile, back at the Jedi Temple, Albrecht had long since grown bored of watching a Jedi Master and a Sith Lord do nothing but fling insults - and various objects lying about - at each other, and departed to find the archives, aware of the various Sith artifacts that were kept there, all of which, he assumed the One Sith wanted returned to their custody. Fortunately, there didn't seem to be much in the way of resistance, just the ocassional, and very unfortunate, trooper that would find themselves on the receiving end of a pair of lightsabers, the same two that he had picked up from the fallen corpses of a Jedi Knight and Sith Acolyte, the former of which he shot in the back after said Knight killed the latter. The sensation that the weapons provided intrigued him - their lightness was something he was unaccustomed to, his training in Tapani Fencing being with vibrorapiers, which while light as far as bladed weapons went were still far heavier than lightsabers. In a sense, cutting down the various troopers that got in his way served as a sort of practice for the Acolyte, and he soon found himself comfortable enough to use the second lightsaber he had picked up at the same time as the first - true, he was still not exactly on par with a Jedi or Sith Knight, but he did have an edge over the other Acolytes, one he intended to exploit if given the opportunity.

After what seemed to be an hour or so of wandering in circles, and killing troopers, the directionally-challenged Acolyte located the archives at long last. So much information, and all of it for the taking. The only question was where to start looking.

 

[Elayne Hawk]

LOCATION: Temple Steps
ALLEGIANCE: Dathomir Witch aiding the Republic
TARGET: @Dak Canton
Elayne got a shield spell off in the nick of time, but as she felt the heat through her shield and was surrounded by smoke she knew this was going to be a problem. She cast a tempest spell, hoping it worked she had never done one on this scale before, and at this rate was going to not last long. She used the force to try to move whatever was causing the smoke to fly physically back while creating a strong gust of wind, With that wind Heavy rain clouds began to come in as the wind pushed the smoke away from her, she lost the shield spell, feeling the not quite right... perhaps she didn't block it all... she cringed and coughed, in no shape to do anything as the wind picked up around the temple and nature did it's thing. She sputtered behind the pillar hoping that his own grenade caused enough damage to keep him off of her. She was hurt and tired, She tried to stumble away, towards the inside of the temple. She needed to get away. She wouldn't last much longer as the storm picked up, winds began to gust as nature did the rest. She wasn't running or really walking, more stumbling towards the door, hopefully someone could help her.

 

[J3C0]

Jedi Temple Steps
[member="Ben Watts"]
Oh yes, the Maelibus was fast, but he was also big. Towering over every other being within the Jedi Temple Shara seemed to move with an almost unreal fluidity. As the piece of debris hurtled towards him his massive lightclub came up for a slash.

The huge piece of rock was sliced into oblivion, broken into two smaller pieces and then thrust apart by the force of the Maelibus' knuckles. As soon as the attack was out of the way Shara kept moving, he did not allow Ben any rest, no respite. There would be no analyzing in this fight, no time to watch and learn, there would be only death.

From nearby Shara grabbed a Jedi by the throat, snatching him up and breaking his neck in one quick movement, then he threw the corpse at Ben as fast as he could, sending it hurtling towards the man.

Immediately after he followed, his lightsaber cutting into the floor and moving into an upwards slash as he reached the Jedi Master.

 

[Darth Vazela]

| [member="Albrecht Tagge"] |

Location: Jedi Temple, Archives.
Objective: Primary - Protect the Archives of the Jedi Order.

Center to the Jedi Archives stood a hooded figure, that was covered in a dark robe. Vilox Pazela, formerly the Lord of the Sith, Darth Vazela, had been on Coruscant ever since his trial by the hands of the Galactic Republic. Today, he was a Jedi Master who worked for the ideals, doctrines and beliefs of the Jedi Order. Not necessarily the Republic- he always intended to return to the Fringe Confederate when his time in the Jedi Temple was finished- and that was what would bring him into conflict with an individual who, although he didn't know on a personal level, used to serve him.

"You've gone a long way from the fighting," Vilox said, only the tip of his nose and mouth visible underneath the cowl of the dark robe he was wearing. He hadn't made any formal movements to engage Albrecht Tagge, but here was the Sith Acolyte (although he currently didn't know his level) this far into the Sith Temple. Hands within either pocket of his equally dark pants, his elbows slightly parted his robes on either side. He leaned to the side, his Force Senses attuned to what was coming ahead, he waited for Tagge's first move. Would he talk or would he fight?

 

[Darth Armyss]

Tagged: [member="Vilox Pazela"]

Upon hearing the voice, Albrecht instinctively reached for the two lightsabers on his belt, but stopped when he saw the cloaked stranger. Nothing seemed to suggest imminent danger, even though he wasn't sure if he was aligned with the Jedi, the Sith, or a neutral, third party. Perhaps this conflicted with the Sith ideal of a bloodthirsty warrior, but he was a pragmatic man, and knew better than to simply assume that everyone was a threat. Then again, he had yet to fully develop his mastery of force sense, although he usually knew when he was in imminent danger. This time...he wasn't sure.

"What's it to you?" the Acolyte answered defensively, watching the other person carefully. He was attempting to maintain a strong front, but something about this Jedi...or Sith...or whatever it was, was making him uneasy.

Calm down, Al - You're a Sith, control your fear and use it as a weapon, don't let your fear control you, he chastised himself mentally.

 

[Lord Gaius]

Location: Temple Steps
Objective: Defend the Temple

Hasjo raced through corridors and empty hallways devoid of life. The padding footsteps of twenty-three Jedi younglings and nine troopers of Fireteam Pool was all that could be heard, but for the distant fighting and screams of pain. The Nautolan Jedi General spoke into his wrists armour plating, communicating with Flight Officer Trayton, currently responsible for the evacuation of younglings via gunships. "This is General Hallu to Flight Officer Trayton. Requestining immediate evacuation on level three, hallway C-8. Fireteam Pool has twenty-three younglings for transport. You'll meet them there."
"Roger that, General. En-route now. Starfighters performing escort, sweeping up enemy patrols now" the voice of Trayton crackled over the radio. The deafening sounds of propulsion drives almost drowned out his voice.

The Nautolan Jedi directed the troopers up a staircase, ordering the Sergeant to protect the children with his life. Hasjo had business elsewhere. He couldn't leave the temple with them. The former Jedi Temple Guard felt he was duty-bound to protect this temple with his life. The aspirant Battlemaster and Exotic Weapons Master raced down the marble halls. Racing down stairs past Jedi and security alike who rushed to other objectives. The Nautolan moved down the antechamber, the sound of fighting become further and further more distinct. He burst out of the main archways, and down onto the steps where Jedi and Sith alike engaged in a furious battle of control. The Shii-Cho master ignited his double-bladed Lightsaber Pike. The cerulean plasma hissing to life. He leapt forward without second thought. Crashing down upon troopers in a fierce melee. He began to sweep his blade, twirling his body with such grace it could make a twi'lek dancer envious. He became a martial hurricane, sweeping through the troopers. No Sith had yet stopped him from his furious rampage.