"NOOOOOOO! YOU BASTARD!," Tracker yelled as he watched Raezyr kill his friend. He flew into a frenzy, striking wildly at Raezyr. The blows from his lightsaber were easily knocked aside by Raezyr's blue and red blades.
With all his attention focused on the man in the armor, it was a simple matter for Tyrrazapon to step behind the young boy and take his legs from him. He rolled the boy over with his foot and looked him in the eye. "Well, you showed me the end of SOMEONE'S life, I guess," he said and stabbed the boy in the chest with his orange blade.
Tyrrazapon and Anya scooped up the fallen lightsabers and clipped them to their belts.
By this time the troop carrier ship was hovering a short distance away. Ropes were thrown down and armored Republic Commandos began to rappel down into the street. And they just kept coming, one after the other, each one armed to the teeth. They immediately opened fire upon hitting the ground.
The Sith began redirecting the bolts from the assault rifles, but only the most precise shots were effective against the commandos' armor. Within moments, they had lost count of the number of Commandos on the ground, and more were still coming.
It quickly became impossible to redirect anything, due to the heavy barrage of fire.
"Into the station! Hurry!" shouted Raezyr over the gun fire.
They slowly began moving toward the steps leading down. Tyrrazapon was the first to get there and ducked down the stairs, then Trychon followed. The commandos were pressing the attack, advancing as the Sith retreated.
As Anya neared the steps, her defenses failed her as she caught a blaster bolt to her thigh and fell to the ground. Seeing her fall, the commandos concentrated their fire on the injured girl, but Raezyr stepped in front, allowing Anya to crawl down the steps.
Trychon pulled her up and put his arm around her waist, helping Anya down to the landing platform.
Raezyr was now taking the full force of blaster fire from the commandos and it was too much. He could feel bolt after bolt glancing off his armor, and he was barely able to throw himself down the steps. He used the Force to control himself, but still felt a rib crack as he tumbled.
By the time he hit the bottom and rolled to his feet, the commandos were at the top of the steps, firing again. This time he had Tyrrazapon by his side and together they were able to deflect the fire, working in unison.
"The monorail is about to leave, Trych and Anya are on it, let's go," Tyrrazapon said.
Using all the Force they could muster, the two suddenly turned and ran. They ran faster than either of them thought possible, covering the 50 meters to the train in a blink of an eye.
The doors shut just as they scooted through the door. Raezyr looked around the car as the train began to move. There were about 20 passengers on board besides themselves.
He grinned beneath his helm. "Sheilds," he said, and laughed.
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