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"I never gave up the Jedi Code Ferno." Hiko stated. "But you and I were never Enemies. Just opponents on opposite sides of the field. We fought, you lost. There was nothing beyond that. But you thought there was more, and you spent your time brooding and training and preparing for a revenge that had no meaning."
Hiko stood, fighting against the fatigue that was building and still concentrating on the cavern itself.
"But Humans age quicker than your kind, even quicker when the weight of all the people they've killed settles on their shoulders. It's a sickening burden. You may enjoy taking the life of another Ferno, but the process leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Perhaps I have grown senile, thinking I could escape from the battlefield. But even old Jedi Masters make mistakes."
His lightsaber apeared in his hand, and he pressed the emitter to his chest. "Killing you would solve little, in the Grand Scheme of things. Your troops would just mow down every last colonist on this world in retaliation and krayt would spawn some other unholy terror to threaten the Galaxy. But with myself dead and your crystal shattered, theres nothing left for you here."

Hiko's eyes widened at the display and lept back from the suddenly forming rifts in the cave floor.
And then Ferno fell from sight.
Hiko gave an annoyed sigh and pressed a hand to his chest, drawing upon the Light Side to close his wounds to a manageable level and relieve some of his stress.
"Never any Peace." He muttered to himself.
Snapping his lightsaber back up his sleave, he drew his sword and then lept into the darkness after the Sith.

"Aye, seems the best now."Luger gave a nod as Amras started running back onto the ship."We'll be right behind you!"He yelled before disappearing into the shadows of the ship. Luger noded to then all then turned."Whatever dis is, you'll prob'ly need sum strong allies."He turned back around once he reached the ship."Dis all interest's me, something big meh'thinks." He moved back up and gave a wave, before also disappearing into the ship, the door slowly closing after a moment.

((Sure, why not.))

" A Sith? Are you sure? " the Mandalorian asked. < Yes. A hidden camera caught some of the fighting before it was taken out from a redirected mass of metal. > R1 replied. < The fight took place in an alley suspected to be the area a spice smuggler made a few deals. It is by pure luck they fought in that spot otherwise we'd not have any leads at all to go on from here. > " I see. The every-so-often Sith attack is expected, but someone actually capable of putting up much of a fight is disturbing. " The Mandalorian hit the intercom. " This is your acting Captain. Squads 3 through 7 prepare for a ground search. You will be filled in with the details shortly. " He then turned to R1. " Plot out the most likely areas to find her assuming she's still on the planet and relay the information to the squad leaders. " < Calculating... ... ... Done. Informing squad leaders. >

Archaras unholstered his rifle and attached the extended barrel in a flash, but Lynch's men were already on the newly arrived noble. He brought it to his shoulder, and dopped his crosshairs over the lead Mercenary, and with a squeeze of his trigger rendered his head into his component particles. The man dropped, and the rest of them began looking for their unknown assailant. Archaras dropped three more in rapid succession, but they were still dragging her into another docking bay, undoubtedly towards an escape vessel of some kind.

A group of them realized the general direction of the Sniper and began firing. The Echani ignored the Blaster Bolts, only continuing to pound in on them with a storm of precise fire, despite several of them almost grazing his head, and dropping a half dozen more before they managed to get them out of his line of sight. The officer cursed loudly, and slung his rifle over his back, and backed up, then charged through the window, hurtling through the air at a breakneck pace.

He landed with a thump and went into a roll to absorb some fo the force of impact, and sprung from the couch into a sprint, ignoring any lingering pain the landing may have caused, while drawing both of his Transcendent Reapers and flipping them to automatic. He turned immediately, and followed the thugs, ignoring their fire.

And then he took up his pistols and danced.

He was a typhoon of Crimson Bolts and a Hurricane of Death. The captured plasma he slung took his opponents in the vitals, while their's met nothing but atmosphere.

The criminals died in droves.

There were only two left to drag the unconscious form of Freya Starsinger onboard the freighter. One of them shouted "Get the KRIFFING GANGWAY UP! THERE'S A KARKING DEMON OUT THERE!!!!" Then he took a bolt in throat. The ramp clanged shut and the ship lifted, with Archaras firing a fusillade of blaster rounds at it, which bounced impotently off its shields. He fired until his powerpacks drained and the freighter lifted and shot into space.

He cursed very loudly and then said, "ICIS get me all of Ms. Starsinger's ships, including the Aldera Ballet on the Comm."

"Roger. There is also a vessel carrying another Starsinger, named Gunther, who is a Padawan of teh Jedi Order adn his master. They are accompanied by a vessel whose occupants our unknown." The AI

"Ping them both."

There was a beep and then he said "Assorted Allies of Ms. Starsinger. This is Anshiel Russ. Your leader has been kidnapped. I attempted to rescue her and failed. She is in the possession of the Crime Lord Roman Lynch. I think it would be best if you all landed and met with me to discuss further options. Roman Lynch is a cutthroat of the worst kind, and will undoubtedly give her up to the Sith. Our action must be swift."

He awaited their response...

Lambda-class shuttle, en route to Aduba Three ...

"Well, padawan, it seems we've managed to arrive without incident," Kalnar said to Gunther, whom sat in the co-pilot's station beside his master.

"Yes, master, indeed. May the Force continue to be with us," Gunther said.

"Indeed," the Mon Cal chuckled. And then, the comm bepped, and Kalnar became more serious, as the comm pinged to life.

"Assorted Allies of Ms. Starsinger. This is Anshiel Russ. Your leader has been kidnapped. I attempted to rescue her and failed. She is in the possession of the Crime Lord Roman Lynch. I think it would be best if you all landed and met with me to discuss further options. Roman Lynch is a cutthroat of the worst kind, and will undoubtedly give her up to the Sith. Our action must be swift."

Gunther then looked over to Kalnar. "Let us make haste, master,"

Kalnar gave the boy a kind smile. "Patience, padawan. We're pretty close to Aduba Three. We must meet up with this Ansheil Russ, and obtain the relevant information then."

Gunther weakly smiled to his master. "I understand, Master Kalnar."

For what seemed to be the longest time in miliseconds, Ferno fell. Down through the deepest darkness, into the coldest recesses of the earth... well, into another level. He estimated with the time he fell to be about fifty metres down or somewhere near that, but the darkness was far more encompassing than he originally realized. The problem solved itself as the crystals began to glow, revealing his situaiton.

Getting up, and relocating his shoulder, Ferno spied the cavern's true nature. No flat ground, spikes everywhere. And all hummed with he force. He took it in, drinking from it as if it were ambrosia.