Ben looked at her in shock as she turned. He was sure she would strike him. He watched eyes wide as she threatened the Game master and his eyes flicked to the thug who had risen his hand blaster pointing it towards the unsuspecting Jedi, he was trembling, he knew that that shot would lead to his death yet he would dare take it? 
Ben quickly spun his hand, flinging his light saber across the arena. The burning blade slide right through his wrists, cutting them clean off as his hands, still clasping to the blaster fell onto the ground. The blood scream of the man made the crowd roar in approval as the hilt and blade returned to Bens hand. He turned away looking back at the Jedi. "I will help you" he yelled at her, hoping she would accept the offer. Two masters of the force would surely be better than one.