Vor'loch shrugged his padawan off. "Your strength needs to be used for you and not for me. I appear to off had a falling out with clones." He sensed a group of Jedi survivors and fear from a lot of people. "The time is near, it is almost over." He turned to his Padawan. "You must remain out of sight during this fight. I do not want to see you injured, no matter what happens remain here." He sprinted off down the corridor, two corridors away and he ran into the cargo bay. Clones were firing at Jedi and Jedi were batting away bolts and slicing towards clone. He bolstered himself again with the Force for what he believed could be very well the last time. Jumping in from another direction he went unseen momentarily by the clones as he sliced down in a downward direction disarming several clones. HE could see the other group of Jedi know, led by those who were obviously Temple Guards.

He gasped as a blaster bolt cleaned through his right knee and then it was all too much. His control off the force dropped out and he fell, everything faded to back as he was on the bridge of death.