((I did say disarm so you can chop off an arm))
Tavaryn's expression did not change. He merely stood there in the rain, accompanied by the boy Haruka. He knew she had her own issues she had to work with. "Do what you think is right but remember: Alive."
The Togorian roared in frustration and from blood loss from his arm. He stepped and pulled a small blade that had been hidden. In desperation, he threw the small blade at the black cladded ghost while taking a swing at the Jedi. He would win if he died trying.
Tavaryn pushed the boy Haruka out of the way and dodged to the side while at the same time grabbing the blade and twisted around. Using the blade's own power, he threw it himself towards the ground. It buried itself deep.