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Even before the red glowing got a vision. Looking at her sister with the help of her bond herself together putting up what seem to be a force field. Now wasn't the time to be challenge this one that thought much better. In such a small reality knew nothing of being of the true light. After all could do was hold on to the right. Being with out any weapons feeling that the force was the only aid they would need. Even then there wouldn't be in attack from the wonder twins. "Master, I am one not to want there to be trouble only sent here to learn from another of what the force can offer me and my twin sister." For now she would help protect them the best she could until the Master ready herself. [member="Graxin Rade"]

Zaren Bouqi Cathbodua Cabur Aranar Shalla Horizonis Shiva Horizonis
 

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"Oh man. Cab'ika's getting all the action while I have to sit here and wait for us to arrive. This is a truly awful day." The male Mandalorian said. He seemed quite annoyed and eager to jump into battle.

"Yeah? So I'm just a boring part of your awful day?" The other one replied.

"N-no, that's not how I meant it. Argh, forget it." The man said and then turned away from the other Mando'ade to look out the window of the speeder.

"Y'know, it's cute how you get embarrassed so easily." The smaller one replied with a giggle.

"Shut up." The other one groaned. It was clear he was embarrassed now, it was quite audible in his voice and after hearing that, the female Mandalorian burst into open laughter while flying the Speeder, which caused it to shake a bit. "Hey, better concentrate on flying the speeder instead of laughing at my misery."

"I'm sorry, it's just too easy to get a laugh when you're around." The other Mando'ade giggled.
 
[member="Shiva Horizonis"] [member="Shalla Horizonis"]

Cathbodua moved, letting the force guide her as the hand went to her side and a shlick came while a large whip appeared and with a snap hiss it activated with a hot pink look casting her in shades. The length fo the lightwhip touching the ground and she moved bringing up a force bubble as her feet became grounded, rooted to the earth with a barrier popping up to defend. She did not enjoy insubordination and ones who disobeyed while she kept the two silver jedi within view and her charge. "You two focus and stay behind me whoever this is is not a match for the force or my whip."
 

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The only inkling that he had that there was danger was the familiar sensation of tickling at the base of his spine. It was irritating, but he barely had any time to react before the Sith Knight stepped forwards and deflected what appeared to be two blaster bolts into the mud at their feet. When he turned, his boots further sunk themselves into the mud and when he tugged them out he figured there was the sound signalling they were free.

He placed a light, calming hand upon the shoulder of the Sith Knight as if to tell him that his part was done as [member="Cathbodua"] stepped in front of all of them, and he said, "hand over your weapons, and once this is over I will personally transport you to the Jedi Order." He knew that Kiskla Grayson could help him, at least to leave the Dark Side behind him and to come to the welcoming embrace of Ashla, but it wasn't going to be easy, or so he thought.

He held a hand out for the two lightsabers, and another one up to form a force shield in front of him and the Sith, mostly because from what he could understand from how [member="Graxin Rade"] had said, 'they're here,' they were surely after him, and sense he probably wasn't going to get an explanation until the whole ordeal was over, he was going to protect the Sith till he could get him to the capital. "Remain calm, this will be over soon." He said reassuringly, figuring that the other Jedi Knight would be able to handle the problem single-handedly.

Mostly because she seemed to have the confidence to do so.
 

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The Mandalorian continued to fire his blasters and in a couple seconds there were eight shots flying towards the Figures near his bounty. The first two shots had been deflected, but the couple next ones just disappeared before hitting their targets. Damned Force Users and their magic tricks. This wasn't going to be fun if they just hid behind their magic invisible walls of protection, so Cabur decided it was time for some unorthodox fighting techniques. At first, those appeared to be just running towards his enemies and engaging his Jetpack, but then, out of a sudden, he jumped to the side behind a rather thick tree that hid him from the sight of the group. With the engaged jetpack he flew up along the tree until he reached the first stable looking branch and while flying he had taken out a spherical object, a Thermal Detonator. Cabur's favourite kind as well. A Class-A Thermal Detonator, for tons of damage.

He leaned to the side to see if the group were still where they were and then engaged his Jetpack again. The armoured figure jumped off the branch and started flying towards the group. Once he was in range, he threw two of the Detonators into the direction of the group. The Detonators wasn't meant to hit them, it was just supposed to make for a good distraction while Cabur performed his attack-plan, for which the Thermal Detonator had been set to detonate within three seconds.

One.

Cabur was still flying towards the group of Force Users.

Two.

He drew the scattergun he had on his back.

Three.

The Detonators exploded about eighteen meters away from the group, causing a lot of smoke and dirt to get flung around and towards the group while Cabur was loosing height quickly. Then he hit the ground with a thud and a combat roll. Immediately afterwards he raised his gun, started walking slowly towards the group and hammered out two shots with the Vornskr Mark 8. Then he waited a second for the dust, dirt and smoke to settle so that he could see what had happened.

[member="Zaren Bouqi"] [member="Cathbodua"] [member="Shiva Horizonis"] [member="Shalla Horizonis"] [member="Graxin Rade"]
 

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Ah, there it was, the source of Graxin's terror. The familiar T shape of the visor sent a shudder down his spine, and [member="Zaren Bouqi"]'s insistence of taking Graxin's lightsabers was almost reciprocated. That is, until thermal detonators started to sail through the air and Mandalorians with scatterguns began to close the distance. The former hand of the Emperor turned to face this foe; weak and disheartened as he was. He tried to raise his blades to defend...

There was no hope there. His defense was to sloppy. His reflexes too sluggish from days of hiking. The bitter cold stabbed into his muscles and did its very best to keep him from moving at all. As the shattergun bolts flew toward him he took a deep breath, and accepted it.

While the brief possibility of running off with the Jedi had seemed viable; it seemed that option was no longer available. As the bolts flew toward him, he held his weapons to defend in vain. He had no way of defending on his own.

[member="Cabur Aranar"] [member="Zaren Bouqi"] [member="Cathbodua"] [member="Shalla Horizonis"]
 

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He snapped around to look behind him and saw that the hunter was still coming. It was aggravating to say the least, and he would have gone out there to deal with him himself, but instead he decided he would protect the Sith Knight. The Sith Knight's whose loyalty seemed to be shaken to the point that he hadn't even denied the Jedi's previous request of coming to Ossus and joining the Jedi Order there.

Nor had he replied either, but he would once this was over.

When the thermal detonator was released, he would have formed a force bubble around it to contain the explosion, but since [member="Cathbodua"] was standing there and blocking his view upon it he wasn't able to do so, but he didn't have time for worrying about a single explosion when there was a shattergun.

Zaren Bouqi, the supposed 'protector' of the Sith formed a force shield a few meters out from the whole group against the Bounty Hunter, with the intent of slowing down and dissipating whatever energy was within the bolts. He did it with one hand, so that with his free hand he clenched, and a single phrik knife slid into his palm from his gauntlet's container within the wrist, and he launched it right past the thigh of the Silver Jedi Knight, and towards [member="Cabur Aranar"], with the aid of the Force pushing it to even greater speeds.

He hoped he wouldn't see it heading for his chest with enough force to tear through his armour and body since he was climbing the hill to get to them.

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Vilaz was sitting in a bar, enjoying a drink and was reading the new bounties on his data pad. Almost none of them were worth because of the pay, the target, etc. The Mandolorian wanted something big, a huge reward that would be worth and would give him a challenge. But his caught one bounty and the best parts were that it payed big bucks and was a Sith. Vilaz hated Sith and without hesitating he accepted the bounty and payed his bill for his drink before taking off.

The Bounty Hunter arrived to his speeder and set off towards his ship. As he was riding he heard an explosion that was neither too far or close by and stopped the vehicle. "The hell was that," a nd changed his direction of where he was going and sped off towards the explosion site.

He arrived at the site but 15 meters away and got off his speeder. He had his Bowcaster with him so instead of rushing he aimed from his weapon.

"Let's see what we got here," the Mandolorian said as he was scoping out, "I got a vod under my scope," he noticed a figure wearing Mandolorian armor. "What's he going after? Ah, I see," and saw a group full of figures and saw two lightsabers already activated, "What do we got here? You gotta be karking me" as he zommed in with the scope he noticed it was his bounty that he was after. "I guess fifty-fifty would work," and aiming carefully he shot a round of his bowcaster towards the chest of his bounty.

[member="Zaren Bouqi"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Cabur Aranar"] [member="Cathbodua"] [member="Shalla Horizonis"] [member="Shiva Horizonis"]
 

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The smoke and dirt settled and Cabur's field of view was clear again. In that exact moment he noticed something silvery coming towards him. A knife. He tried to jump to the side, but by then it was already too late. The knife penetrated his armour on the left shoulder and left him with a rather long cut. "Frak!" He shouted as he raised the scattergun again and aimed towards the group again. His shoulder was hurting bad, but the adrenaline rush and some other feeling he felt lessened the pain so that he could raise the gun again.

But instead of firing at the shield that had just stopped the two earlier rounds, which Cabur noticed because of none of the Force Users being wounded, he instead engaged his Jetpack and started sprinting towards the group. He then jumped off the ground and flew above the invisible barrier and towards the group. During his flight Cabur had reached for another spherical object with his left hand. This time the object was larger. It was a Flashbang, one of Cabur's favorite tools to dealing with Force Users. It was effective at disorientating them and giving him an opportunity to attack without the risk of being hurt while doing it.

So as he flew, he primed the flahbang and once above the group he threw it towards the ground. His visor and helmet would protect him against the effects and the distance to it would also help, but the Force Users probably wouldn't get away so easily. The flashbang dropped was close to the ground when it detonated, a bright flash of light filling the area for a moment, disorientating anyone who didn't have any defence against it.

[member="Zaren Bouqi"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] @Cathbodua @Shalla Horizonis [member="Shiva Horizonis"]
 

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The Jedi Knight didn't care to wait for the flashbang to explode in his face, even if his own visor had a defense against it, the automatic darkening of it when lights became too bright.

He couldn't think of any abilities with the Force that were able to stop the explosion from the flash bang before it blew up within those seconds, so instead of actually trying to create a force bubble around it as he would normally with explosive devices, he sent a force push at it - intending to push it further away from them and it worked, but only to a small degree as his helmet's visor still darkened with the proximity of it.

He summoned the Force to his body and it came without any hesitation and he extended his off-hand to the Bounty Hunter and the Force located the hunter and he found the jetpack that was upon his back and he closed his hand into a fist. He was using the Force to utterly destroy the jetpack, not with a Force Crush, but rather with Flamusfracta, an ability that let things explode with sheer mental power from the use of the Force. There would be no explosion if he had the time to do it, just the body of the hunter falling without his equipment.

[member="Graxin Rade"] - [member="Cabur Aranar"]
 

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Truthfully, there was little Graxin could do to assist the Jedi Knight. Not in his state, at the very least. That feeling of danger crept over him like a poison slowly filling his veins. The twin blades crossed in an 'X' to reflect the bowcaster bolt back toward [member="Vilaz Munin"]. It wasn't a perfect reflect, but it was enough to keep Graxin from a quick, plasma filled death.

"We need to go." He stated meekly to the Jedi. It was then, that the flashbang exploded in his face. His cowl fell back behind his head; exposing dirty raven hair and bloodshet amber eyes. The ringing filled his ears, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Normally, he would have simply focused on the force and looked at things through it, but he lacked the clarity right now.

With little in the way of thought, he deactivated his lightsabers, clipped them to his belt with shaky hands, and thrust his hands forward. His feet sunk into the mud, and the thunderous wind began to rock the trees violently as the storm screamed for all caught in the forest. All of Graxins frustration, fear, and outright hated toward these hunters--a constant foreboding presence that made peace for him impossible--channeled through his fingers. The force around him ebbed with the raw buildup of all that was Graxin's being.

Then, with a roar that would shake any opponent to his very core, a storm of green lightning arced from Graxin's fingertips. It flew in an cone toward his aggressors; emerald veins seeking hosts for their master to feed upon.

[member="Zaren Bouqi"] [member="Cabur Aranar"] [member="Cathbodua"] [member="Shalla Horizonis"]
 
Feeling each one that coming at him. Only to find herself looking at her twin both thinking the same thing as let the their ability to make fire coming into play. Making herself able to do what need to be done. Even in this rain could start to cloak themselves. By letting the rain come down arond them to blinding the one "We agree we got a plan.

[member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Zaren Bouqi"] [member="Cabur Aranar"] [member="Graxin Rade"]
 
Still aiming through with his bowcaster Vilaz saw that his bounty deflected the bolt at Vilaz again. This gave him some time to duck to protect himself from the bolt that was coming back from him. "All right, y'all wanna play," said the Bounty Hunter. "Besides, if I get them all I'll get more money at the end."

After from talking by himself Vilaz was aiming again with his bowcaster. But instead of aiming at his first priority he was aiming at [member="Zaren Bouqi"] who Vilaz thought he didn't know the Mandolorian came. "Gotcha," and pressed the trigger of his weapon and sent a bolt at him. Then, he sent another bolt at him with another press of the trigger.

"Now back to that Sith who needs a new hairstyle cause, man, who would get that type of hair?" Vilaz said now aiming his weapon towards his bounty. Through the scope he saw [member="Graxin Rade"] shooting lightning not just to him but to his vod as well. He didn't need to worry about getting hit cause he 15 meters away from his objective. Without saying a word the Mandolorian Bounty Hunter sent one and then two bolts at the Sith. He wondered if the lighting would protect him from the incoming bolts that were coming at him.

[member="Shalla Horizonis"] [member="Cabur Aranar"] [member="Cathbodua"] [member="Shiva Horizonis"]
 

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The flash went off and Cabur was about to pull out another grenade, when suddenly an explosion happened right behind him. His Jetpack had been detonated with some sort of Force magic. The Explosion was mostly warded off by the armour he had on his back, but that plate was ruined now and wouldn't offer much, if any, protection anymore and now he was also falling. His back stung with a burning pain, his shoulder hurt like force-knows-what and he was falling towards the ground at a rather fast speed. This wasn't going well.

A loud thud and Cabur hit the ground. His helmet was in the mud and it took him a second to get back up. He still had the scattergun in his hand, while also still holding on to another spherical object in his left hand. He heaved himself and his armour up with some difficulty and turned towards the Force User who had just made his Jetpack explode. Slowly he raised his right arm, holding it with his left hand. He pointed the scattergun at the Force User, but he didn't pull the trigger, at least not yet. He tapped on his gauntlet once, which released a rocket from it that shot towards the Force User. It might not have been wise shooting a rocket from only two or three meters away, but Cabur had to somehow deal damage and that was exactly what his next move would do.

He pulled the trigger of the scattergun once and it shot a barrage of tiny shrapnels at the Force User. Then he pulled it a second time. This shot wasn't as accurate, because of the recoil of the shot before, but it went off into the general direction of the man, which was good, though this also turned out to be the last shot fired by the Mandalorian, because in the very next second he felt nothing but pain. Then he heard the loud crackling of lightning as the emerald-coloured beams illuminated the area and hit the half-standing Mandalorian, which caused him to arc his back in pain and fall to his knees. Usually a hit like this one wouldn't have had such a tremendous effect on the Mando'ade, but his body suit that was intended to protect him from exactly this was ruptured at the shoulder and back, which gave the lightning an easy attack point.

The emerald arcs of pure electricity formed from the anger and hate of a single man continuously hit Cabur. He released a loud cry of pain as he tried to endure the burning, but it was too much. His slightly exposed back and his shoulder burned like nothing he had ever felt before. This was a completely new and horrifying experience for him. He was powerless to stop it and it just continued. The pain kept coming and coming. It was worse than hell for Cabur at the moment. He just hoped it would stop soon, he didn't even notice if the rocket had hit the target or not.

[member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Shalla Horizonis"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Zaren Bouqi"]
 

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The Jedi Knight stood where he was, but when the danger sense tickled at the base of his spine again he crouched down low and the two bolts passed by his head and crashed into the tree behind him, letting off two small explosions and shredding the tree that had been unfortunate enough to have come into contact with the bowcaster's bolts. They hadn't gone by unhindered though. The second one had been unexpected and as he was rising to his feet it tore across the nape of his neck, but his armour protected it for the most part thankfully, but it left an obvious sign that there was contact.

He looked to the direction of where the bolts came from, and with a single clench of his fist, a phrik knife was released from the container and into his right hand and he let the Force take it, and blast it straight off for [member="Vilaz Munin"]. If he was going to attack him, he was going to pay the consequences for it. He used the same technique that he had used upon the first bounty hunter with the phrik knife, and the Force pushed the knife to even greater speeds straight for the arm of the more recent hunter.

Then [member="Graxin Rade"] had released the Emerald Lightning from his finger tips, and he barely had time to register who it was coming from before [member="Cabur Aranar"] crash landed in front of him and when he saw the scattergun raising up to him, he raised another hasty force barrier but instead of more bolts, it was a missile. There was no time to change what he was doing, and the hastily made force barrier that did little to stop the missile was destroyed.

He was thrown backwards once the missile hit the centre of his would be force shield and although the shield held back the most dangerous part of the explosion it still threw him backwards. It threw him into the already damaged tree, and thanks to Vilaz, it was cut down as soon as Zaren unclipped his lightsaber from his belt and ignited the purple beam behind his back and into a slash.

The tree was cut down just as Zaren crashed into it, and his armoured form only brought it down faster, and just in time too for the tree fell little less than a foot away from his actual body, but still in between him and the hostile hunters. However, it didn't stop the second round of scattergun shots that scratched and tore into parts of his armour on his arms, legs, and torso, but his helmet was left untouched thankfully.

His armour suffered from the tree, and the second round of scattergun shots, but for the most part his lightsaber had saved him from what would have been 'death by missile.', after crashing into a sturdy tree. He slowly rose to his feet and his fingers brushed over the ignition button again and the clearly scratched and possibly dented armoured figure leapt over the fallen tree straight towards Cabur, and the purple beam was coming straight down to his shoulder, intending to sever it from his body.
 

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That was it. Graxin was, for lack of a better word, spent. His muscles refused to respond to his commands, and his legs stood rigid. His breath was ragged and heavy, and faint spasms of his extermities still bore the sensations of lightning forming from his very being. The arc of electricity dissipated instantly, but the damage had already been done.

The former hand of the Emperor stumbled back out of the mud. He landed not-too-gently on the rock that he had sat upon earlier, his raven cloak and bloodshot eyes giving him an almost hellish look. There he shivered and watched through hooded eyes. The warm embrace of unconsciousness was pulling at the edges of his mind; begging him to let the others handle it. He needed a break, and if he never woke up, then it would never have to end.

"G-go." He whispered through a shaky breath. His gloved hand waved at the hunters, and he echoed the words once more. He tried to push himself back up to his feet, but his broken body would have none of it. The Knight only seemed to flinch and lay still as his eyes drifted close, and darkness took over his vision.

[member="Zaren Bouqi"] [member="Cabur Aranar"] [member="Vilaz Munin"]
 
Through his scope Vilaz saw one of the figures pulling out a knife and threw it a Vilaz with the force. This have Vilaz some time to react but he didn't completely dodge the knife. He turned sideways and then the knife impacted on the upper part of his right arm. Thankfully, his Beskar'Gam could protect him from some of the damage but the knife still gave Vilaz pain. "Damn Jedi or whatever that guy is," the Bounty Hunter said as he pulled out the knife and saw some blood on it, "he's gonna pay for ruining my tattoo."

What the Mandolorian did next was reload his bow caster, and sat down on his speeder. He revved up the engines and then darted towards the area where his Mandolorian brother and his enemies where at. He was climbing up the hill with speed on his speeder and then he saw the man who threw the knife at him trying to attack his vod. He aimed his speeder at where the man would land and jumped off and activated his jetpack.

As Vilaz was in the air he pulled out his dual WESTAR pistols and began to fire a rain of bolts at [member="Zaren Bouqi"] and then at the others of the group. Then he looked around for his bounty and saw him on the ground not moving. He assumed that he was knocked out and went towards [member="Graxin Rade"]. "As long as he's knocked out it'll be a piece of cake."

[member="Shalla Horizonis"] [member="Cathbodua"] [member="Shiva Horizonis"]
 

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"GRAAAAAAAAH. AAAAAAAHRG."

Were the only sounds Cabur was giving off as the continuing barrage of emerald-coloured lightning crackled through the space between him and the man he was here for. It was continuously causing him great pain that blocked out any other thought or action Cabur could've thought of or done. It was almost maddening, the young Mando'ad had never felt anything this horrible before, though there was nothing he could do against it. The suit that was meant to protect him from this exact thing had been ruptured and left bits and pieces of his skin exposed so that the cruel manifestation of pure hatred and anger could wreak havoc across Cabur's body.

But then it stopped.

For a moment he felt the burning pain die down a bit, which was aided by the cold drops of rain falling onto his wounds, but then everything went numb and he slumped to the forwards, trying to fall onto his right side so as to expose as little open wounds to the mud as possible. During the fall he was glad that it was finally over. His vision had already blurred too. It wan't looking good for the young Mando'ad. There was nothing more he could do. His body was numb, his legs and arms didn't respond anymore, his head was still mostly clouded by the horrible pain he had just felt and he was falling towards the ground, missing the Lightsaber of the man he had just attacked by only a couple inches.

And then, with a small splash, he hit the ground. His face looking into some random direction, his right arm sunken into the mud and his vision slowly going dark. For some reason he didn't panic though, no, it was rather a state of disappointment. 'Is this how it's going to end? Is this all I was worthy for? Am I not even worthy enough to get the one thing I desired in life?' were the thoughts that wandered through his mind at this exact moment. Then, it stopped and his mind drifted off into the serene state of oblivion.

[member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Zaren Bouqi"]
 

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While he moved through the air, he saw from the corner of his eye the apparent Mandalorian's speeder heading towards him, and with a flick of his wrist, he nudged it ever so slightly with the Force so that it would be redirected as he moved straight for [member="Cabur Aranar"]. He heard and felt the bolts hitting his armour, most of them missing, and those that hit did little of anything to him. He knew there were some holes in his armour as a result, but it was phrik that he wore.

When he missed the Mandalorian's shoulder, it was clear that he was out of the fight, so by the time he was turning around, so saw [member="Vilaz Munin"] approaching his charge. He shook his head when he turned his back, what did he hope to accomplish turning his back to a Force user?

He lifted up a single hand and when the Force came to him and surrounded the leg of Vilaz, he clenched his fist and the Force closed around his shin like a vice to hopefully break the armour and the leg underneath it. Within moments he was behind the Mandalorian and sending his foot directly into his spinal cord to try and send him straight into the tree and knock him out. And possibly shatter some bones.

He meant to take the Sith and leave.

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