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Eriadu City, Eriadu. 
Shortly after Order 66 was given. 
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It was impossible. Unthinkable. What in the Force was going on??? Draknyia had barely survived the initial assault and now more troops were shooting at him from the western end of the hall. He could deflect them at the moment, but more were coming. The Jedi had thought that meeting on a planet which headquartered an entire army of Republic Clone Troopers would have gauranteed their safety. But within one instant, the opposite became true. And now a veritable wall of blaster fire was headed straight for him. 

Calling upon the Force to focus his actions and increase the speed of his movements, he took up the body of his teacher with two of his arms before jumping and clinging to the ceiling, his Jedi robes hanging down like strange curtains. He quickly ignighted his lightsaber. It's pale bue, almost cyan blade cut a large hole above him and he swung through it with canny acrobatics, launching himself upward before flipping and landing on his feet on the next floor. 

But this hallway contained a marked difference to the one below. It ran north to south. Seeing a balcony at the southern end, he ran toward it. Turbolifts opened and Clones rushed out just in time to see ...nothing. No sign of him remained. No one falling below the balcony. No Jedi hiding in any of the rooms. It was as if he had truly vanished. 

Minutes later, a lightsaber cut through the turbolift doors on the highest floor of the Rebublic Diplomatic Plaza. Draknyia jumped out of it an found another balcony at the end of the hall which he used to jump to the flat roof of the building. There, upon dirty durasteel, he laid out Korin's body and tried the application of every healing and restoration technique he knew. 

But it was futile. Not only had he drained much of his potential power getting to this place, but Korin's body was too far gone. The spark of life forever faded from her eyes. Despite this truth, however, Draknyia continued trying to heal her corpse. Time had lost all meaning to him, though. He was consumed by the effort to revitalize his teacher's body.