"Foolish Neophyte... You don't quite seem to realise the predicament you're in. You're not dealing with some low level acolyte... You're dealing with an honest-to-gods Sith." Zerenis said with an ominous sense of calm as he pointed his lightsaber downwards, away from Ashtev... And towards the speeder itself.

"You will stop now, and surrender yourselves or we can all enjoy a crash landing." Zerenis said, making it clear he had no qualms about sending them into the wall of a nearby building, or crashing into the middle of a street, whichever came first.

"And you... I have a lot of questions for YOU." Zerenis said, looking at Lunaris with extreme annoyance. The sith kept a firm grip on his lightsaber while securely remaining upright, using his other hand for support.