Blaze knelt in front of his Master's hologram, the old Sith lord Count Dooku who defected many years ago. His mind focused on the upcoming invasion the Republic was planning, and he already knew what must be done. "Yes Master," he muttered bowing once more. He kept his head down until the hologram disappeared, then pushed himself off the floor of the dusty planet.<br/><br/>His ears were highly clouded as all he heard was the buzzing of wings and machines being put together, making his body tense and rigid as he strode out of the room. Two command droids were waiting for him as they were there to discuss what was the plan of defense against the Republic.<br/><br/>"Do not, under any circumstances, let the Republic through the front lines. I cannot say the same for any other region, but my region will not fall. Do you understand me?" Blaze ordered with a stern glare at the droids. "Rodger, Rodger" both Commander Droids said in unison. They walked off to prepare their battalions for battle, leaving the Sith apprentice alone.<br/><br/>___________<br/>"Oh this is not good!" Ember yelled as she dodged laser canons on a ship she recently just raided for his employer. Although, she did not mind her bounty hunter assignments, some could be very tedious as they got her in many problems. She gave a glance behind her cockpit and noticed part of her wing of the Mandalorian ship was on fire. She did a barrel-roll to try and use the momentum of the roll to put out the fire. To her surprise, it actually worked. Although, her attacker moved in closer as she pulled the maneuver and continued to fire at her. "Damn it! I only stole like four priceless antiques," Ember yelled. "Plus they weren't even yours!"