Raezyr stood watching the carnage. He couldn't stop thinking about the Jedi he had let live.
"I'm gonna kill her," he said aloud and began sprinting back toward the Night Ranger nightclub.
"What are you talking about?" Tyrrazapon asked.
Raezyr didn't answer, but kept moving.
"Shit!" Trychon said, guessing his intentions. "Raez is going back for that other Jedi," he said and started off after Raezyr at a dead run.
"Raezyr! No! We finished our part! That place is probably crawling with Jedi and Judicials by now," Anya called, following them.
Tyrrazapon just chuckled as he followed after the rest of them. "That guy is my kind of crazy."
Raezyr was standing several meters back from alley entrance by the Night Ranger when the other three caught up with him.
"She's gone already, damn it," he said, more to himself than to the others. He turned to the others. "I had to try," Raezyr said almost apologetically.
The scene outside the night club had already gone back to business as usual, the only sign that the battle had taken place was the broken club sign on the side of the building.
"The constables must have gotten the Jedi out of here," Trychon mused, surveying the street. "They must be patrolling the area looking for their men by now. We need to get off the street before we run into any more."
"There's a monorail station across the street," Anya pointed out. "Maybe we could take that," she suggested.
"Good idea. Let's go two by two. Act naturally," Raezyr said.
"C'mon, Anya, let's go," Tyrrazapon said and the two started across the street at a casual walk.
"Trych, something big is about to happen. I can feel it," Raezyr said to his friend."I can too," Trychon agreed. "Let's go, they're almost across the street."
As they strolled casually, Raezyr wondered about the bonds that had quickly formed between the four of them, but mostly about the connection with Trychon. It seemed stronger than with the other two, almost as if their destinies were intertwined. Then again, the Force was swirling so much right here and right now that anything was possible.
They met up with Anya and Tyrrazapon inside the station and made their way down to the monorail passenger platform as the train was just pulling out.
There were several dozen passengers who had disembarked from the train, but only of them drew the groups attention: two human males, a Nikto male, a Chadra-fan female, an Arcona female and a Miraluka male. Each one was dressed in Jedi robes.
Anya spoke as she reached for her light saber, "I've got a bad feeling about this."
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