True to their nature as cultists, most died charging into battle against the invading soldiers. They were cut down in droves with only a handful at a time competent enough to take cover and try to fight back in a meaningful manner. The occasional grenade or lucky shot did help in slowing down the soldiers as the entrance was captured and fighting spread to the narrower hallways and passages between the rooms.
What they couldn't stop however was the Sith Knight leading the advance, as Alisteri was more than happy to cleave through whichever cultist threw themselves at him at that moment. Any grenades launched his way, or desperate charges with them clutched in hand, were thrown back with a wave of his hand. Any blaster bolts that threatened to put him down were batted aside with a simple flick of his wrist. The cultists may have been eager to explore the depths of the Dark Side but they hardly knew how to combat a champion of it.
There was simply nothing to counter him other than the hope of a lucky shot or grenade, and luck did not appear to be on their side thus far. "
Spread out and bring in the flametroopers to flush them from the rooms. I'll handle the holocron."
Without having to worry about the soldiers slowing him down Alisteri marched through the cultists and left a bloody trail in his wake, with his enemies either cut down by one of his blades or thrown into the nearest wall with enough force to crush bones. He drew closer and closer to where he could feel the signature of the holocron, his last obstacle being what appeared to be a priest that was rousing the inner sanctum's defenders to a last stand.
Having no time to bother with such things, Alisteri simply launched a bolt of lightning and scorched the priest dead where they stood as he moved forward to cut down the enraged defenders.
Aliris Tremiru
Darth Strosius
