Rafeesh, seeing his call unanswered, tread quickly to the city. He was prepared for anything in his opinion, though in actuality he was only prepared for a small portion of what could happen.
Soon he was surrounded by corpses and death. He looked from one lifeless faith to the next. "A few given for many." He said to himself as he continued on, he was running now to try and catch up to any fighting forces. He would gladly trade this walking among the dead for a firefight. Though he might like to learn more of necromancy this was hardly the time.
He wished that he had in his possession a speeder to move around faster, but he didn't so he moved on. He noticed a few civilians making their way through the rubble. When they noticed him, one pulled out a blaster and fired on Rafeesh. The other three or four fell back to try and find cover.
Rafeesh ignited his double lightsaber and reflected the blaster shot. Then he began moving towards this enemy, who let off two more shots before falling back. Rafeesh again deflected these shots and jumped the last remaining meter, stabbing the man in the back as he ran. As the others finally found cover, Rafeesh stepped over the freshly killed man. The three or so people let loose barely concentrated fire. Rafeesh was able to deflect most shots, though a one or two struck him. First he felt pain on the right side of his chest, a blaster had just burned the flesh. Then he felt a more intense pain in his left leg; there was a small half blaster mark left in his clothes and part of his leg.
Rafeesh used the Force to move some nearby rubble, stones and pieces of building materials, in front of him so that he had slight coverage until he could figure a better way to go about this. As he thought, he could hear one of the men moving to find him. He deactivated his saber, moving quietly to the side where the man was working his way around the obstruction. Rafeesh made sure to stay as hidden as he could from view, but the man still saw him and fired on him. Rafeesh deflected the shot before using a wild Force crush to smash the man. He fell in a crumpled heap, dead.
Rafeesh felt the Force in him and forgot his current pain. He sped around the rubble he had placed and slashed at the closest enemy. He no longer saw faces, just bodies. He turned speedily to stop another enemy, who was behind Rafeesh, from firing on him. Rafeesh swept his blade in an upward ark, then moved quickly and concisely, severing the man's hand from his body. Only one man remained, he watched in horror as his allies fell. When Rafeesh noticed him and began to move towards him, the man ran with the speed of a madman.
Rafeesh decided not to follow this rebel. He had other issues, such as calming down. His judgement was impaired slightly when he was enraged. He was surprised that he was able to make the decision to leave the one man alive. Normally he would kill, but maybe he was controlling himself better. With this little conundrum in mind he moved on towards the city, limping slightly as he walked. He placed a hand on his chest blaster wound, making sure that it was not in any way too serious, it was not.
He talked into his comlink again, "Hello, Rafeesh here. Can anyone copy?"
