Lilian grinned a bit a shiver running up her spine as she felt the blades graze across her ribs, with a forward motion her blade came to bear and the blade missed but the power field did not. A hiss sounded and then a burst of flames surrounded the assassin’s head a scream issuing for only a moment before she fell to the ground dead. Lilian stood there a moment in taking in the sweet victory. Even as she did so she could feel the wounds on her chest healing a bit and stop bleeding as well as the one on her head. With a easy movement she sheathed her sword pulled her combat knife free and sawed off the woman’s head and still smoking placed it on a spike on her trophy rack. At this point she began to try and carve the woman up into a makeshift shield, but failed terribly as she butchered the flesh and made the body useless. Standing up with her armor covered in gore and the pile of flesh and guts that no longer resembled a human. Sliding her knife back into it’s sheath she hears a noise.

Turning she sees a hole in the floor from metal punctures and peeks into it. Below she sees soldiers and a officer directing them, a idea pops into her head and she backs up and fires into the punctures with her bolt creating a larger hole that she tosses a krak grenade into. Upon the resulting explosion she looks down and sees the officer is gone and a huge hole in the floor, as the startled soldiers begin to draw their weapons she jumps through the holes and injures her leg as she lands. She finds herself surrounded by a horde of imperial soldiers, with a single movement she pulls the pin on a frag grenade that blows all soldiers near her to pieces leaving her untouched, but as she fights swinging her power sword through the rows and rows of soldiers, then a single shot is fired and her head jerks and a hole can be seen burnt right through her visor blood pours from the hole and she drops on the floor with a thud. A single storm trooper walks through the rows of men surprised that his shot had done so well.