"Now," the young Sith's voice commanded Maya to take an action, while the owner of the voice fell from the roof and landed in the backs of the Jedi and their soldiers, curved lightsaber in his left hand. The chaotic battle was more than perfect for him to remain undetected while taking down many enemies. He started with the small annoyances; the men of the Jedi. In combination with Force speed, the Mon Cal's enhanced muscles made him incredibly fast, moving from one enemy to another and delivering the best regards from the Dark Lord. Veles' jabs and slashes were very efficiency oriented; no massive and showy hacks like a barbarian, but precise and elegant strikes aimed to kill the opponent in one deadly hit fatally damaging important organs. More troops of the Sixth Batallion mysteriously died, finding themselves with burning holed in their heads and chests. Veles knew how to find a way into someone's heart. It sucks if you survive Force knows what, become a seasoned veteran and end up with a superheated plasma in your back, brought to you by someone you cannot even see.
His way of spreading death and peace led him closer and closer to Lord Vornskr and an old familiar face. The Nautolan's been causing trouble for long enough, causing much unnecessary death and destruction, sacrificing his own men in a fight that had nothing to do with them. It was time to put an end to him... The amphibian swiftly moved towards the two dueling men, seeing as Hasjo dodged the Sith Master's attack.
Veles swiftly raised his empty hand and released a power known as Force flash. Normally, this would have caused a large ammount of extremely bright light erup from his palm, but due to still using Force cloak and Force stealth, the amphibian bended the light created by the power so it never appeared. That would have made it pretty useless if Force flash did not have an additional effect Veles intended to use on the man. Knowing Hasjo depended on his armor to survive, the secondary effect of Force flash, Ionize, would tinker with the electronics, maybe even disable them and turn the life support armor into just armor.
The second lightsaber flew into the open palm and the Mon Calamari rolled towards the Nautolan Jedi, still hidden by his powers. Once he finally stood on his feet, he did not get up, rather remaining crouched and horizontally slashed with both of his blades, his arms extended as the crossed blades parted and moved to sever the Nautolan's legs.