Alethea blocked each of the Sith's strikes and used the energy to reflect the strikes back at her. She waited patiently for the moment when she could fully take back the offensive. That chance soon came as the station's shaking became constant, catching the Sith off-guard. Alethea used this chance to once again push the Sith back, this time immediately leaping and hitting her with a heavy strike, all the power of her own strength and the Force behind the blow. This blow pushed the Sith down to her knees. Alethea then used the Force to fling several pieces of debris from around the room into the Sith, hitting her repeatedly with the objects, never giving her a chance to recover.<br/><br/>Dar'ia tried to block the onslaught of flying debris, but it was no use, piece after piece broke through whatever meager shield she could still manage to bring up. In a last-ditch effort to stop the young Jedi, the Sith sent Force lightning her way. The young Jedi could feel the change in the Force, the charging of the air around her. Electricity, or more specifically lightning crackled through the air. The young Jedi blocked the lightning with her blade and, rather than simply deflecting it, she used the Force to guide it back to Dar'ia. This wasn't enough to kill the Sith, but it was all the advantage Alethea needed. She used the Force to augment her speed, quickly closing the gap between herself and the Sith and driving one of her lightsabers through the woman's chest.<br/><br/>Dar'ia eyes widened for a moment, but her face soon twisted into an oddly satisfied smile. "This war is only just beginning. Soon, you will wish that our roles had been reversed, little Jedi," she spoke bitterly, coughing up blood and giving Alethea one last smirk before she fell backwards, lifeless. Alethea stood up, not bothering to contemplate the words of the Sith at this moment. They had more important things to worry about, like the fact that they were currently on course to go through the storm, and there wasn't much time left. Actually, there really wasn't any time left at all, not to escape from the storm.<br/><br/>Just as she thought this, Thal-ion came rushing in with an anti-gravity sled piled with boxes. She didn't need to ask questions to know the reason behind his words or his actions. She simply nodded, using the Force to rush towards the ship, making it there before he did so that she could prep the ship to fly as soon as he was ready. The moment he had gotten on the ship and secured the cargo, she got them in the air. She could feel the station crumbling around them, as though they had entered the storm and it was crushing the station. She waited, timing their escape, using the station as a sort of shield to protect them from the storm. The moment she felt it safe, she got them out of the station as fast as their ship would carry them. As they exited the station, she watched it crumble behind them, as if it had taken all it could and it could no longer hold itself together. In front of her was a familiar scene, but not one in which they were meant to be. "Welcome to the blockade of Naboo," she said as she sighed lightly to herself and glanced at Thal-ion. This was going to be interesting.