Galder thinks for a minute, and realizes the truth.
"They have done exactly what the Elder would not do. They brought out the Zeitonian military, which is exactly what we wanted."
Galder glimpses back at Xeth. He grins widely, almost insanely.
"Such fools...they have set themselves up, and they will die in their stupidity, unknowing that they brought the end of themselves."
Kuylen nods.
"You can always predict the Jedi," he says. "They have delivered us the Archives. Thery must have seized control and led the defences themselves, thinking they were performing heroics.
"So it is vital we stay out of sight! If we engage the Jedi it will be a fatal distraction. But now our way is clear to attack the central buildings and take the archives!"
The confronatation is slowing a little. There seems to be a show of force from both sides developing instead.
Kuylen ponders.
"The Jedi will realise something is wrong," says a dust-covered Saar, approaching from behind. "Their instincts are good, especially their Master."
"Yes, Gundark..." says Kuylen. "They will ttry and stop us... but it will be too late."
"Not too late for them to make a fight of it."
"Then they shall die!," says Kuylen. "Too long we have tolerated their presence. Now they shall meet their doom. The Jedi will leave all their forces to fight here. I care not about this battle. Bring your Lieutentants and I shall also, say, two dozen men. The fight will not last long."
"Kuylen!" says Shi'Haia, running in. Kuylen is busy for a few moments, forcibly yelling at Chion to withdraw- not easy.
"Our enemies request parlay!" Kuylen smiles.
"Grant it," he says.
"Watch this," he says to you others. "When the fighting starts again, thigns will be confused. That will be our chance to leave this war and go do somethiing important..."