[i]~| The Jedi Temple, fifteen minutes after the sacking began. |~[/i]

It was a strange feeling; To stand at an historic moment in the galaxy. There could be no denying that the Sith empire openly bombarding the capital of the Republic and sacking the Jedi temple was anything else then a moment that would long be remembered and that there were Sith all over the galaxy right this second that would slaughter and burn a dozen worlds just for the chance to be standing in the burning ruins of the Jedi Temple of Coruscant while the few remaining jedi within were being hunted down and slaughtered like nerfs.

Azariah didn't really feel anything as he walked past the bodies of dead Jedi, Sith and non force sensitive solders of both sides, lightsaber firmly in hand and ready to bring up at the first sign of trouble. This was simply something that had to happen, no more, no less. Still, this didn't mean he couldn't benefit from the chaos. 

With Darth Nyiss already focused on her hunt, Azariah broke off from the group to go hunting for his own objectives. While he would keep the idea of capturing jedi in mind, it was merely a secondary objective. Azariah's primary objectives were the archives and the vaults... Knowledge was power and he was not going to let the chance to increase his own understanding of the force to slip through his fingers just because they had a limited amount of time. 

The first target had to be the archives through... hopefully he would be able to download and copy something worthwhile before some short sighted zealot burned the whole thing to the ground!