As the Jedi assault began, some of the survivors who had rallied under the Temple Guards began to fall one-by-one. It unnerved Erin to watch their closest allies gunning the Jedi down. No bonds had been forged in this war - the clones had no sense of justice or fairness whatsoever. Right now, they were just merciless men with nothing to guide them except for their orders. It hurt to think they were 'friends' only hours ago...

Despite feeling the need to join the attack, Erin remained behind cover with the Dathomirian girl. Simply putting her down here and saying 'I'm off to kill some clones' didn't seem all that right, especially given her fellow Padawan couldn't walk on her own because of that leg. "How are you holding up?" Erin asked, unsure of what else she could say or do.