Ken was sickened deeply the more he took in the more he found war even more repulsive than he'd thought it'd be. Nothing but death, destruction, and crying dying men and women. It was an awful sight to beheld. He ignited his silver saber in his hand. The silver glow beautifully flickered and hissed as the weapon prepared too do what all weapons are bound too do. But this weapon was made not for blood or combat but for protecting innocents. However Aria, not doubt from his thrashing of her during their duel, thought him too be something he was not: a warrior. A talented combatant, a skilled defender, and a wielder of the force. Ken followed her none the less his eyes looking around prepared for anyone who might try to sneak up or shoot at him. Of course any jedi could make a mistake at any moment. He couldn't afford too be wrong in this particular moment though. Too many things were now forced upon his shoulders. How he had gone from tutoring younglings too this...it made him feel even more disappointed in everyone around him.

Alek's offensive just confirmed his knowledge of the man. He was a brute nothing more nothing less. And as Aria gave her orders he made sure he would follow them. He prepared himself too follow Aria into battle after taking his eyes off Alek only to find that three mandalorians were charging at them. Ken sighed and resigned himself to what he must do. He raised his hand, [color=00aeef]"I'm not a killer I'm a consular."[/color] Ken mumbled to himself as he let the force flow through him and then he unleashed it in a powerful wave of force power from his free hand sending the mandalorian tumbling forward towards him flying back with enough force to break his bone. But hopefully enough that he would survive if given medical attention. His way was not combat and his way of dispatching these cretins would follow that. [color=00aeef]"All too easy."[/color]