Arda Breaux
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
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The pureblood decided it was not his fight and took off in his shame for losing against some rebels. Tycho had gotten back to his feet which was a good sign, but she knew he was hurting. More troops came inside to handle the situation, however, three accurate bolts from Tycho set them down for the count, and Arda nodded in approval as she ran to the guard's gate where the Sith trooper seemed apprehensive about what he needed to do. Instead of going for the attack, they seemed to decide a retreat was better also and left their post. The Jedi Master pressed her palm against the door lock and with the Force, shorted the lock, opening the door for them to enter. She waited for Gerruf and Tycho to catch up.
The prisoner hall was not too far and the faster they could get them released the faster they could get out. She felt the Force pull her attention ahead of them, more guards came to stand their ground, firing several rounds while using the corners as shielding from rebel counter fire. Though there was something Arda found exhilarating about the fight, the way she could let go and let the Force be her guide through the barrage of bolts was truly an experience she could not put into words. There was no way of knowing exactly when to swing, it was almost automatic as she felt the bolts hit her blade while she pressed forward, giving her companions a chance to move further into the prison to release the prisoners.
"Go ahead, open the cells and meet me back here!" she said over the blaster fire.
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