The faint scraping of metal against leather, and faint movement across the room were the only warnings Raezyr had. He ducked and rolled as the blue ring of light from a stun blaster flashed across the room, passing through the spot he had just been standing.
The Sith couldn't see anyone in the room, but his Force senses told him there were three others in the room. He made a quick mental note to berate himself later for not noticing them before they attacked him.
Raezyr snapped on his lightsabers and dove toward the nearest mind he could sense. The lights in the room were off, but there should have been enough ambient light to see his target, and all of his Sith senses told him someone was in front of him, yet he could see nothing.
Closing his eyes and using the Dark Side as his tool, he let it guide his motions. His lightsabers suddenly sliced through an object and the smell of burning flesh filled the room. He heard the thump of a body hitting the floor just as it flickered and materialized.
Realization settled on the Sith warrior as he saw the stealth generator belt crackling where the blade of his laser sword had nicked it. Luckily for Raezyr, those belts only dampened sound and obscured all but sudden movements and when he had entered the room, the assassin had apparently drawn his weapon too quickly.
The other two attackers had apparently abandoned their attempt to stun him, and had switched to "kill." The blaster bolts flashed toward him. Blocking them deftly, he leaped toward the nearest attacker.
Fighting unseen opponents was new to Raezyr. He had heard of stealth generators and even seen a few, but had never actually encountered them in battle. He could see know why they were feared and if it weren't for his Force abilities, he'd probably have been shot down by now.
As it was, he felt he had already gained the upper hand. One assassin was down, and now he had moved around the second attacker in such a way that the third assailant could not get a clean show without hitting his own man.
Raezyr swept his long blade toward the area he assumed his attacker's head to be, and was rewarded with the sizzling sound of flesh burning and the sight of disembodied head flying across the room. The rest of the body crumpled to the floor... or so it sounded to the Sith.
He didn't stop to admire his handiwork however, there was still one more assailant with which to deal. He could sense the third attacker moving toward the door, and as it opened, he leaped forward to stop them, even though something was warning him against it. Still, he couldn't let them get away... not without knowing their identity.
Suddenly he saw the thing that his senses had tried to warn him about. A small grenade materialized out of thin air as the third assassin dropped in on the floor. Raezyr skidded, coming to an abrupt halt as he attempted to reverse course while looking for some sort of cover at the same time. In the back of his mind he heard the door to his quarters close and felt the attacker leaving the area.
Not knowing what else to do, the Sith reached out through the Force, grabbed the entire bed and flipped it over on top of the grenade. He didn't know how much good that would do, but it had to be better than nothing. Diving, he sailed through the air towards the open entrance to the refresher.
In the enclosed room, the concussion from the explosion was just that much worse. Raezyr channeled all of his Force energy into shielding himself from the blast. Even with that cushion, he was slammed into the wall harder than he could imagine.
His ears rang, and his head swam and the darkness of unconsciousness threatened to creep in, yet somehow the Sith warrior managed to activate his wrist communicator, and issue orders to lock down the base.
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