Disciple Mežsrožu Ren
Defeat the Mirialan Jedi
As the city began to burn... Mežsrožu summoned what energy she could and sent forth a rapid succession of fireballs, each to the charged fertilizer bins. Eruptions of shrapnel, metal, and fire were strewn about in a violent manner. The disciples did not realize that an entire squad of Antarian Rangers had arrived, but she did feel another signature in the force one from before but much closer now. It mattered not, the city would burn and it would burn in her father's Holy Name.
Fire, she must get to the fire.
The darksider moved along the ground on a slow crawl, heading straight for one of the conflagrated shacks.
All the while the green-skinned Jedi redoubled her efforts and concentrated her telekinesis. Taking chunks of earth and rock hurtling them toward the dark disciple, and with each movement of earth, buildings continued to fall. The city continued to fall, and in the Jedi's haste to take on the darksider she started to realize that she had fallen right into the trap that had been laid out.
No longer was Mežsrožu's armor so beautifully clad in onyx but was now a rather dusty coal at best, jagged, with the puncture wound from the lightsaber the joints were worn and clung to the armor just so. The Jedi's own robes were in a disarray and as she knelt to the ground and looked at her hands, the woman looked up and in her own eyes the reflection told the story of how the City of Ossus burned.
Antarian Rangers wasted no time in getting out any stragglers that the Jedi Knight had failed to get out before. From there, their shots were aimed at the lone 'Sith' who had crawled toward the fire itself. She needed a way out, and a way off the planet and as she watched her mission come to a successful completion she was eager to inform her master that Mežsrožu had done what Mishel could not.