Eiron removed the head of a Republic soldier who'd been groveling for mercy a second before. Please, I have a wife and children, said the soldier. You give me incentive, then, Eiron had replied.
He heard the call of his apprentices and sought them out, back where he'd left his mark on the door for them. He'd rejoined them in no time.
"Well done," he said. "The Republic will weep tomorrow morning. Now, we must fly. Time is still of the essence." He beckoned them on. "Escape to Korriban by way of alternate routes. You will be followed; lose them through hyperspace. I will meet you at the Academy. May the Force serve you, my apprentices."
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