Eiron could sense the ripples in the Force as his apprentices clashed with the Jedi. Perhaps the members of the Jedi Council could sense these things as well; the Jedi Temple was about as close to the scene as he was, and neither their students nor his were really masking their presences anymore. He didn't think any of them were advanced enough to maintain an illusion and still utilize their Force abilities.
Then again, it would be best not to underestimate the Jedi or discount the skills of his students. They were growing quickly.
He activated the cloaking systems on Phobia and took the ship in towards where he suspected his students might be, judging by their Force auras. He couldn't be certain, as Coruscant was so teeming with life the Force was sometimes fickle, but he could say, with some accuracy...
"Ah, there they are." In the alley below he saw the gleam of lightsaber blades, bright flashes of light when the sabers met, sparks when they grazed the walls around them.
"Either that," Lys said. "Or a rave."
"Mmm." Eiron flipped on his scanning package and searched for anything of a Republic military make. They were clear for now. "Keep an eye out, Lys."
"The skies are mine."
Eiron lowered the ramp and dropped from the still-hovering craft to the roof below, where he could watch the fight. Phobia soared away, Lys trying to keep them from being harassed.
Eiron watched the fight below, tempted to intervene but knowing that would not help. He wished to project his will onto the fight, in Battle Meditation, but his apprentices would not need his aid. If they could not defeat the Jedi girl on their own...Oh. She is not alone. Another Jedi?
He squatted, toes jutting over the edge of the roof, wrists resting on his knees, precariously balanced. There were more lightsaber blades down there than there should be.
"Mmm," he said again. "Hmm." Should he intervene? No. They would handle things on their own. Still, if the scales became too tipped, it would be time to act. Promising students could not be dismissed because they were overwhelmed when in over their heads.
His left hand grasped the hilt of his lightsaber and he watched the fight with great interest.
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