Nyri backs weakly away, shaking. She softly calls his saber to her hand, then tosses it to him, smiling softly. "Fine. It's nice to see someone who knows how to fight," she mutters, then turns only to find a Jedi and more soldiers. Breathing in a sigh, she unsheathes her blade and slips into a defense position. Glaring at the man in front of her, she attacks the troopers, blocking the Jedi's blade when possible.<br/><br/>The girl backs away from Zelus and the Jedi, warding off shots from the men and attacks. She can't keep this up and she hasn't made a place to escape with yet. The girl had been fighting for fifteen minutes now and she was shivering softly. She blocks a few more shots, then one slips past her defenses and she falls, trembling. The girl keeps her saber out, scrambling back and trying to block further shots. The soldiers stop shooting, circling her at Master Kuthon's orders.<br/><br/>Then comes the ultimatum: "Surrender or die, Sith!"<br/><br/>Nyri gives a soft sigh.