Obsidian Fury
Senior Member
From on top of their AT/AT, the commando watched how soldiers fell. Twentyfive at least of the troopers went down per one Jedi, and to say that the statistics kept to such minimum was an understatement. The Jedi, as always, fought efficiently. What troops on the ground that did not flee was soon to die by the blade of the Jedi saber. Throttle shook his head to the mindless troops that fled and fought in desperation and without lack of calm and control.
At the cost of the remaining few hundred men, most tanks and armored transport units, the Jedi and the Imperials had both suffered losses significantly. Throttle however, remained unimpressed. Even though these Jedi fought efficiently, they appeared to be no more than adepts, or knights at top. From the look of it, there was no master involved, but his experienced eyes could only tell as much.
When yet more Jedi was struck in an attempt to reach the commando or bring down the AT/AT, the commando now had number superior the handfew survivors. Throttle jumped away from the AT/AT and onto the top of a tree, then climbed down a portion of the branches.
"Surrender Jedi, and you will be brought no further harm" He suggested with a yell, as the commando started uptake positions in surrounding trees trough usage of grapling hooks and boosters, as well as noticeable climbing skills despite their armors.
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Naria descended and entered the Dark Blade ( 😊 ), and then with understandable yet respectable caution exited her freighter. The red robe that covered her, she now pulled the hood back from to reveal her red haired head in respect for those in command. Of course, she did not expect them to arrive just yet. While she had it close to the bay, they had to travel trough the ship from the bridge.
She removed herself of all weapons in her current arsenal, deploying them on the ground in front of her and so that the troopers inside the bay could see. She wished to signal in every way she could that she opposed no threat, or had any intentions to bring a slaughter to the ship.
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Darth Banis remained silent, watching the events of the room taking place one after the other. While she did not say anything for quite a while, she kept an eye on all. She identified their movements, their intentions with each word and even some of their thougths. She had of course no current intentions of causing any trouble, for she was at superior ground to her own. The base was not hers and she was in no type of command at all, over anyone in the base- save Daran of course, but that was a command she had no intentions of using.
She listened to the words of Daran, but spoke nothing of them. Nor did she give any type of facial or oral expression of her reactions to the reactions of others. She remained, as intended, a spectator, but uttered a few words to break what icecold neutrality she expressed with her frozen presence.
"The quantity of mandalorians at this audience is surprisingly low"