Rah, you and Jolanta run forwards to the attack. Your assailants, there frog-eyes bulging, point their weapons at you and fire.
Rah, you feel like Chion just hit you with an iron bar. You fall backwards to the ground as the shot hits you- you are wounded.
Jolanta is likeways thrown back to the ground, where she curses, fluently.
There is a flash as Saar cuts down from behind the one that shot Jolanta. He then dives forwards behind the reception desk. The wall behind him explodes from several shots.
Chion starts to whirl his sabre.
Kuylen simply waits, impassively.
And then, another surprise for you people. The leader of these guards sheathes his pistol and pulls, from his belt...
...a lightsabre. He ignites its blue blade. Kuylen salutes him with his own sabre.
You were waiting, Takuan, and no-one fired at you. You aren't quite as sharp as people like Galder at reacting.
You blast one down as you move and fire, Galder.
The leader makes a thrust at Kuylen, who catches the tip of the blade and flicks it upwards. Kuylen then takes a step forward, catches the leader's sword arm, twirls the leader around and places his sabre at the leader's throat.
"Tell them to drop their weapons," he says. There is no answer at first. "Tell... them... to... drop... their... weap... ons..." repeats Kuylen.
"Tuta! Cha! Cha!" says the frog-leader. The guards unbappily relinquish their guns.
"Pick those up," says Kuylen to you guys, though which of you he does not specify.
The guards draw away from you as you do so, Galder. You are sensing a lot of fear. That shouldn;t be unusual but... no, it is a LOT of fear. More fear than shock.
Hmm. You have not seen a weapon like this before, Galder. Interesting. It is very sophisticated. More sophisticated than Republican weaponry.