<span style="color: #00FF00">“Have it your way then.” </span>He replied and turned to the guards. The fulcrum sabers would be something which they’d never seen before. So they’d have no idea how to handle it. Not to mention the blaster pistol had just killed a Rancor in a single shot so he hoped that would have been enough to dissuade them from attacking him.<br/><span style="color: #FF0000">“Stand down Jedi. We will not hesitate to kill you for what you have done here.”</span>One of the replied and Sal shook his head.<br/><span style="color: #00FF00">“You mistake me. I am not a Jedi fool and unlike them I am more than wiling to kill every last one of you slavers.” </span>If you were to sense his force aura right now you would not sense the dark side. Nor would you sense the light, but rather the delicate balance in between. He closed his eyes and channeled the force into his limbs. Before the two guards had even known what had hit them he had sped past them. Their bodies turned towards him, their blasters raised, taking a few seconds to realize he had relieved them of their heads.<br/>“<span style="color: #00FF00">Sac’torus! Get your butt down here things have gotten messy really fast!” </span>He growled as a blaster bolt struck dangerously close to the thermal regulator, the one weakness on his armour.  Without even turning he threw his left Fulcrum saber backwards cutting the rifle in half.<br/><span style="color: #0000FF">‘I take it the slave revolt I am monitoring is your fault then dear brother?’</span>She asked he could hear the desperate sounds of her piloting the ship.<br/>He didn’t reply simply got back into the fight. “What ever your name is you two stay inside this barrier, And don’t touch it or the heat will burn your limbs off.” Sal knew this was a risk, igniting a force barricade and keeping it up would require part of his concentration but his goal here was to extract the girl so he had to keep her safe. Without even reaching out his hand he activate a dome of the Force barricade and the radiant orange energy ignited in the air around her. That’s when the Dragon appeared.<br/><span style="color: #00FF00">“Crap!” </span>He growled just barely leaping out of the way of its claw. Mid air he de-activated one of his Fulcrums and replaced it to the mag-clamp on his him. He pulled his blaster free from the holster forged into the chest plate and landed on the floor taking aim. Krayt dragon armour was known for being practically impenetrable to heavy blasters so he knew by firing his pistol at the thing the slavers would know it wasn’t a normal weapon but he couldn’t very well fight the beast and protect the girl at the same time. He took aim and fired, even his high powered weapon couldn’t kill the beast. It was true that if he’d had one of their rifles he could have done it, but with a pistol the best he could hope for was to hurt the creature enough to make it change targets. He fired at the neck and the blaster impacted leaving a scorching wound and causing the thing to cry out in pain. He could have used the force to snap its neck or control it. But as with any Force storm type ability, the barricade more so than the others, that was currently consuming most of his energy.<br/>“The council is lucky i have my family to think of.” He mumbled to himself leaping over the creatures next enraged strike. He fired again, this time hitting the thing in the chest. It staggered backwards but still wasn’t  dead. He sighed wishing he’d brought a thermal detonator with him. He closed his eyes, relying on the force to guide him. He wait, then the moment the creature was about to bite down upon him he fire the pistol right down it’s throat. The Dimondus energy burned through it as the bolt flew deep inside the creature. Killing it. He walked back over to the Force Barricade. Waiting, several shots impacted it from the guards but the heat energy dissipated them before harming those inside.<br/><span style="color: #0000FF">'come to the north side stands, top level'</span>came the voice of his sister. in the air you could hear the sound of a ship hovering. but you couldn't see one.<br/><span style="color: #00FF00">"Hey you two do you want to get out of this hell?"</span>he asked Hazel and her friend shutting off the barricade.