As the Dark Jedi sprinted away, Barbagar turned back to Keble, who was cradling the head of Master Treemba in her arms. The immediate threat was gone, but there was still much work to be done. He glanced in the direction that the Dark Jedi had disappeared to. A darkened tunnel.
"Barbagar to Republic Control. I need some backup, over."
"Roger that, preferred if you used callsigns, over."
Barbagar sighed. "Chalice here. Backup requested, Control."
"Understood, Chalice. Number?"
"A lot. A lot of soldiers. Law enforcement, too. I'm tracking down a hostile target. Threat level Omega."
There was a noticeable pause before Control responded, "Omega? Are you sure?"
"Positive. This guy is tough."
"Very well, Chalice. We'll send the necessary forces.""
Thank you. Over and out."
Barbagar shut down his comm and approached Keble, placing a hand on her shoulder. "It's time to move, I'm afraid. We will mourn her death when we are able. There are soldiers coming. You'll go with them after the other Dark Jedi. Le-Ek and Kirean will need your help."
"Yes, Master Barbagar."
"Tracker, you'll be going with them."
"But, Master-"
"Quiet. I don't want you to get killed and this Sith has that sort of capability. I will handle him. I have served as Temple Blademaster for a reason.""
What if he beats you?"
"Then we'll hope we can bring the heroes of the Brethren Wars back from the dead. Go. I will find you."
Not waiting for a response, Barbagar sprinted off after Eiron.
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