The temple shook, pain radiated all around him however he climbed to his feet. Letting the Force wash through him however no more than that, he had a feeling he would need to use everything he had to escape the temple and he didn't want to tire himself anytime soon. He pressed the now bruising parts of his skin gently, he stretched out in the force. He wanted to recoil from it, hide from it. From the pain, anguish and fear. Things that should not be present in the Jedi Temple. He found the nearest presence, he wasn't typically familiar with it however it was a Jedi and that was all he needed to know. Throwing off his mask, and letting his hood fall down he clipped staff on a modified clip that ran along his thigh and pulled out his own personal saber. Running in the direction off the person he sensed, he jumped around a corner, thats when he saw the reptilian Jedi. However he spun around as lines dropped behind him and clones came down them. He held his lightsaber blade at one of their necks. "Don't make me do this."

One of the other Clones simply cocked his rifle and the blue blade went out... replaced by a purple blade. Thinner but also longer the new blade sliced through the Jedis throat. Tyrell moved in a spin, his longer blade cutting swaths in the floor while blocking blasters shots. Circling the clones. When he finished his arcs he brought his blade up on front of him and smiled before plunging his blade into the ground in one of the few untouched spots. The rough circle below the clones feet fell to the next floor and he turned to the Jedi, bowing his head slightly. "I do not know how many remain, however if we have any chance we should stick together." Another explosion shook the little dust that had settled in the temple.