As all hell broke loose over the course of the next 30 seconds, it wasn't much of a surprise that nobody noticed the camouflaged assassin who was at the top of the pyramid. The mask was literally almost in his grasp just as [member="Teresa Shan"] snatched it with the Force. Ajihad frowned, things were about to get ugly. Pressing a button on his wrist, he'd get ready for the fight to come.
That's when the chit hit the fan. Some old guy who looked like the freeze-dried version of Bob Barker appeared of literally nowhere and grabbed the mask right off of Teresa's face. Ouch, that was quite the denial right there. No sooner than half a second later the congregation turned on Uncle Sam as [member="Aedan Miles"] began to beat the crap out of him.
All this time Ajihad rode a piece of rubble down to the base of the pyramid, active camo still engaged and force presence still virtually undetectable. Nobody noticed him, probably between his stealthy ways and the fact that there was currently fire raining down from the heavens above courtesy of [member="Romeo Sin"]. Little did they know Ajihad was about to make the situation a LOT more chaotic. [member="Miss Blonde"] would certainly have her show.
Aedan's clones would suddenly seize up, and they would turn on one another in a flash like a pack of wild dogs. They'd open fire on their friends and allies with zero discrimination, their minds totally gone. A green mist would also rise up from the ground, and the dead would literally begin to rise. Zombies were clawing their way out of their graves, grabbing at the ankles of all present. Chaos, indeed.
That when the assassin made his move for the mask. He would use Force Speed to an extreme level, making time essentially slow around him. He was right next to Aedan as he was hip-tossing Betty White, which all appeared to be going at a snail's pace for the assassin. He would disengage his camouflage before doing what he would do next, though he acted so fast his camo only partially turned off by the time the deed was done. Quick as lighting, Ajihad would reach forward with his gloved hand and snatch the mask right out of the walking corpse's robes. Literally as soon as the mask was in his hand, Ajihad wouldn't wait for them to react. He would Phantom Stride the hell out of there.
The assassin would disappear in the blink of an eye. No, he didn't turn invisible, he didn't try to hide himself, he was literally gone. If anyone happened to be looking in that certain direction, they would see him teleport out of thin air and onto the back of [member="Sid"]'s bike. Yeah, they forgot the sloth. He would stash the mask inside his bag, pulling out a large stack of credits that he handed to the furry fiend. "Get me out of here. Now." He'd use the force to whip the bike around while flooring the accelerator from his precarious position. He wiped his brow, that little trick had drained him quite a bit. He would down a Dathomiri potion that'd partially replenish him, though he was still tired.
[member="Nulgath Zardai"]