As they re-directed, they backed into another alley.
"Alright, we'll take them here in the alley in a crossfire," Raezyr said. "Anya, Tyr, hide here behind these containers. Trych and I will draw them down the alley, when they pass you step out. Trych and I will redirect bolts, those that miss, you send back," Raezyr said and without waiting for an answer he and Trychon ran down the alley.
Anya and Tyrrazapon had barely slipped behind the plasteel bins when they heard the sounds of booted feet running by their hiding spot. They slipped out as the last constable ran past.
At the other end of the alley, Trychon and Raezyr came to a halt and turned around, snapping on their black, red and blue blades as they did so.
The Judicials took cover behind various bins and containers in the alley and open fired on the two Sith. Many of their own bolts were returned back down the alley.
The constables began to drop like flies. It took them a few moments to realize that bolts were coming at them from behind as well, but by then it was too late. At least six were dead and a dozen more were wounded or dying before they dropped their weapons.
"We surrender!" the commander yelled as the last echos of blaster fire died away. He stepped out and dropped his weapon.
The four Sith approached what was left of the Republic retinue, sabers still ignited.
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