<span style="color: #00FF00">“I’m not a Jedi myself but I can put you in contact with them.” </span>He replied and began moving towards where his sister had said she’d be. As the pair got closer the sound of a ship would still be coming, getting louder by the second. Yet their still wasn’t any other evidence of it being there.<br/><span style="color: #FF0000">“Halt! You will go no…”</span>Not in any mood to deal with anymore fighting right now Sal gripped the man in the force. Then with a simple flick of his head he sent the guard flying across the arena. He proceeded to run up the stands, deflecting away blaster bolts with his fulcrums as he went. He soon arrived at where his sister had told him to be.<br/>Appearing out of no where a ramp to a ship opened up between two engines, you could feel the heat of the engines of them but not see them. As The ship was cloaked with a Dimondus powered cloak. Flowing down from the ramp was the ice cold air from inside the ship, resulting in a slight mist where the ship hovered in the air. Not to mention inside was practically pitch black as all of her crew were Primeans.  Sal checked around, he didn’t like leaving so many slaves but he couldn’t save them all and he had his mission to contend with. He sighed and yelled out.<span style="color: #00FF00">“Get on board now.”</span>He was about to get on board himself when the slave masters set up a heavy blaster cannon. The only thing that could punch through his armour; but they were leveling it upon the slaves.<span style="color: #00FF00">“Damn it! Girl I said get on board.”</span>He began running towards the blaster cannon and activated his fulcrums. He deflected the first and second shots. Even the third. But the fourth struck his armour. boring a whole in it. Thanks to the effectiveness of the armour it was only a minor wound but even so. When he was close enough  he sliced the blaster cannon in half before killing its crew. He then ran back to his ship and got on board sitting in the hallway of the ship and looking around for the girl. “We are hear seal the door.” He order his sister as the ship began to take off.<br/><span style="color: #00FF00">“What’s your name kid?”</span>He asked panting in pain, planning on force healing himself once he got his energy back.