Tyrell feigned left, as if to join his current partner, and as such the clone on his side of the corridor took a step forward to try and flank the two Jedi against the wall, pushing back into his previous position Tyrell brought his blade on a low underarm arc, anticipating the attack the clone moved a vibroblade in to block. Swinging the other arm around to cut into his abdomen though as said before, Tyrell was no padawan. Stretching out with the Force rather than pushing his opponent right back as a Jedi more skilled in telekinesis would have done he merely applied the movement to the arm, the attack going wide with his free hand Tyrell channelled the Force into the muscles along his arm and moving with unhuman speed forced his fist into the gut of the clone with a satisfying [i]thump[/i] despite the armour as the Clone recoiled slightly.

The clone still pressing against the blade of his lightsaber, and sensing the incoming backward slice he flicked the activation stud of his lightsaber. The Vibroblade pushing through thin air and the clone stumbling slightly as all the strength he had been using to push against the blade was suddenly released into movement. Taking that opening he flicked his blade back on centimetres from the clones chest, killing him. Before flicking the blade off again and letting the body fall to the floor. One down, three to go. 

He heard the familiar sounds of both lightsabers and blasterfire nearby, as he pushed back. However the distraction almost proved fatal as a blade pierced his skin, he clamped down with the Force on that area and grimaced slightly. Until he got a chance to apply a bacta patch to the wound it would only get worse. His ability with the force over wounds was infinitesimal compared to that off other Jedi. He swirled his blade on front of him, doing a forward jab. The assassins raised both their blades up and caught his blade in a "V" the pure strength of pushing them against the blade stopping it. He considered lengthening the blade however decided against it, it would do him no good here, instead he dropped down, flinging his left leg down and round in a bid to take his opponents legs out from underneath him...