"Idiot." Anya hissed under her breath as he cut the comm. connection. Barrel-rolling to the left, she dodged the two seekers that had been on her tail, a frown coming to her lips as they chanced to hit a Mandalorian fighter that had been aiming a trajectory for one of the capital ships.
Of course, as a Jedi, she knew there was no such thing as chance.
Her distractions over for the moment, she sped the fighter around until she had a lock on Lux's fighter, sparking and leaking as it was. Teasing the controls and redirecting the energy flow of her shields, she shot forward until she came level with his fighter.
"Red Nine, this is Red Ten." she said, establishing the communications again, "You're not going in there alone."