"He let me off easy. Now he can prepare for the next duel. I just hope that my ship can blast him off the skies if he gets that far" Emukiel noted before putting his lightsaber away.
"We should hurry to the youngsters. I sence... betrayal" the ancient Weequay said and started to walk off, expecting for them to follow.
Feirod stood up, the cloth wrapped tightly around his head to stop bleeding. He continued on his work of locking up all doors and blast doors to lock everyone inside. He tracked down the oldies and then opened up a way for them as they went towards the younger Jedi. Otherwise he just had to observe throught the security cameras
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan