Steps echoed along the prison and suddenly troops surrounded them. Nyri quickly raised her hands and stepped back, frightened. A soldier placed her in handcuffs and held her still. She began to hyper ventilate. Jedi Master Artiss appeared in the circle of troopers. "Well, well... Master Kuthon left some warning that you'd try to escape," She said, her lekku draped over her shoulders gracefully and in full robes. "I'd hoped you wouldn't be so violent about it. Knight Zelus.... Please turn and allow the good major here," she paused, gesturing to a soldier, "To place you in hand cuffs so that you may be on your way to the Council for punishment. Your trial will be held here. Nyri's fate has already been decided. For now, you are not to have anything to do with her, as she has seemed to fuel your suddenly unpredictable state of being."<br/><br/>As Master Artiss continued to speak, Nyri was gently escorted into a shuttle. A soldier commented, "You will be taken to Hoth, to a large cell underground, until such time as your case and circumstances may be fully reviewed." He strapped her into a chair and she later fell asleep after he'd gotten her something to eat.