"Everyone to the those dropships!" Kraytan ordered as he deflected blaster bolts back at clones. The Temple Guards had move quickly and effectively on the initial attack, but now the clones had organized better and were using clever tactics to try and take them out. He flinched as a few of the survivors were no longer with them, but it drove him to fight harder even though he was already exhausted.

"Kraytan look out!" Deja yelled from his side. He drew his attention towards the danger she was talking about. There was a clone with a rocket launcher on one knee ready to fire. However the rocket once it left the barrel was easily redirected with the guide of the Force into a crowd of clones behind cover. Of course though that moment was short lived as he felt his instincts freak out in his head as he turn another direction and saw another clone with a rocket launcher had already fired. Kraytan rose his hands into a X formation to try and absorb and deflect the blast. The world around him was spinning and quiet except for a loud ringing sound. He hit the ground hard on his back and had the wind knocked out of him, He tried to regain himself but his body felt like it was on fire. As he looked down at his robes and armor, he was covered in black and was smoldering a bit. He could barely focus on what was happening around him, he could see very well what was going on, but his head was still ringing and was confused as a result. He moved behind cover and tried to get up, he winced as he did so. Looking down he saw a piece of shrapnel in his gut. This was not good. Taking several large breaths, he allowed the Force to reenergize him, to help him ignore the pain and to stop the ringing noise. The sound of the room returned and he could hear Deja yelling "Kraytan! Kraytan! We need your help!"

"I'm coming!" He shouted as he jumped over the cover he was hiding behind and rushed forward into the crowd of clones. He began to draw their attention away from the others. Hopefully it would be enough for them to get to the dropships. Deja and another Temple Guard fought their way towards Vor'loch the two Padawans by him. Deja bent down and checked him over, he would live, well maybe. She wasn't sure if anyone would live soon at this rate. 

"We need to move him!" Deja yelled over the sound of the battle. The other Temple Guard hovered over them and deflected blaster bolt after blaster bolt. He nodded, but he wouldn't be able to cover Deja while she moved Vor'loch alone.

"Padawan! Control your feelings and focus! I need you to help me protect your master and my fellow guard here! Now come on you two move!" He shouted at Jerek and Erin. Deja picked up the fallen Jedi and began to carry him over her shoulder towards the dropships. Her fellow guard walked backwards while deflecting incoming fire with his Lightsaber pike.

Kraytan bobbed and weaved through the onslaught of blaster fire. He knew that he was going to be feeling all of this afterwards, but his Force Valor ability would help him power through this for now. He sliced and diced clones right and left as he continued to run at them. He had now become the main target for a majority of clones, whether it was due to his skills or the fact he had been identified as the leader of the survivor group he did not know or care, all he knew was to let the Force guide his attacks.