The clones, taken back by this, where not able to alert any one of the sudden burst of combat, leaving the alarms unsounded and the guards for the jedi as calm as ever. Unfortunately, the ruckus they had started made enough noise to alert more men. Two patrol squads decided to go check in the cargo bay, opening it to see dead clones and quickly piece together what had just happened. In almost no time they where filing into the room, hoping to find cover before they alerted the rest of the guards. Each of them laying suppressing fire as they moved towards various crates. They where clearly very well trained.

Ugo looked to the man, he could tell he was restless. Ugo had never seen a jedi master in a panic like this, let alone one who seemed so sound and calm as this one. His anger changed to fear for the man, as well as what would come to him soon. The man's words, however troubled him. Taking a few deep breaths, he managed to calm himself. Standing up he walked towards the cell bars.
"I think the old man's gone senial on us" One of the clones jokingly spoke, the other turning to him. Even under his mask you could feel his grin.
"Well, maybe we'll have to put him down, don't want to trouble the other prisoners do we?" He teased in return, both of them laughing.
"Master, do not listen to them. I know we won't die here...I know it! Both of us will leave, and...and we will destroy the sith and cast away the darkness, we are jedi, no ba-" He began to preach, his accent very thick, sounding very powerful and compassionate. he was interrupted by the butt of a lazer pistol to the nose, and he felt it bleed.
"You're too noisy, 'ugo' was it? Keep talking like that and you might find yourself in the garbage compresser"