Anari fully doubted that Lahana’s headstrong tactics weren’t somewhat learned from Kale, but for the sake of her wellbeing as well as his own, she chose to place her focus on the tide of criminals that continued their attack. Redirecting the bolts from their weapons effortlessly, she was left with greater opportunity to cause disarray. Maintaining her grip on the Rodian dangling in the air above the makeshift battlefield, and the Duro desperately clinging to his ankles, the cover of the enemies was continually shifted about; exposing rows of gang members to open attack, the New Republic soldiers quickly caught on to the effort made by the Jedi to aid them by focusing fire on those who were exposed, resulting in swift deaths.

As this continued, Anari felt the vibration of her holocommunicator at her waist. Instead of answering the call in the middle of a fight, she chose to let it pass on its own. Whatever it was, it wasn’t worth risking the safety of both herself and the many soldiers working to repel the enemy as one. Kale, from the sounds, also received a call and wisely chose to ignore it. Perhaps he wasn’t as reckless as she remembered.

Lahana, on the other hand, concluded her rapid descent with a skillful use of the Force to cancel out the momentum built. Those near the center of her landing were blown away strongly, left scattered around on the battlefield to be knocked unconscious or struggling to return to their feet before being blasted in the chest. A brutal kick into the face of a thug sent him crashing into another, then her attention turned towards the large vehicle that must have initiated the assault. Lahana was taking hold of the bumper and began to raise it over her head.

[color=fff79a][b]“Did she come up with that on her own, too?”[/b][/color] Anari asked Kale, pestering the thugs that charged at Lahana by seizing their ankles and causing them to fall prematurely. [color=fff79a][b]“You and I need to have a serious conversation when this is over!”[/b][/color] 

Lahana succeeded in throwing the truck, but the resulting explosion was far beyond the power one would expect from a simple toss. Anari shielded her eyes with her saber arm, watching as flames consumed the enemies that weren’t already burned to a crisp on the ground. Through the smoke she could sense Lahana was still alive, albeit not as mobile as before, and joined Kale who moved to find her as the smoke vanished. As expected, the Padawan was alive but sorely injured from her own reckless behavior. If they could be thankful for one thing, it was that they would not need to mourn the loss of one so young from their Order.

[color=fff79a][b]“Stay down. It’s over,”[/b][/color] Anari assured Lahana, witnessing Kale gain control of the surviving enemies. A reminder of the pair she left hovering in the air brought her attention high, noticing the two still flailing about. Their presence was always in the back of her mind. [color=fff79a][b]“After your little detonator stunt, I had to be sure there were at least a few alive to question.”[/b][/color] Guiding the dangling pair down, Anari set them beside the ten that remained. Neither of them appeared very willing to get back up, having had their fill of being airborne for quite some time.

Extinguishing her lightsaber and returning it to her belt, Anari beckoned the soldiers that were still combat ready, urging them to move in and secure the survivors. Commander Gallowin would be able to find some place to hold them, and may even be able to gain some information at the same time. Those that were injured in the assault were aided by their brothers and sisters in arms, rushing them to the medbay where they may be treated. The attack was swift and unforeseeable, but Anari hoped that they would not need to be informing next of kin. No one deserved to die out here, not at the hands of these people. 

As the shackles were placed on the prisoners and an escort was given to take them elsewhere, Anari returned her attention to Lahana. [color=fff79a][b]“You risked much pulling a stunt like that. Do you need medical attention?”[/b][/color] she asked her.

The low roar of a familiar armored vehicle entered the complex, once again forcing Anari’s attention elsewhere. As it came to a stop, she knelt and brought Lahana’s arm around her shoulders to help her stand, shouldering most of her weight should she not be able to endure the pain of injuries on her own. 

From the vehicle came vaguely familiar individuals, notably fewer than before. Whatever raid they involved themselves in did not go well. But more concerning than that was the friendly tone of the woman who appeared to be the driver. She was sarcastic behind a friendly façade, with little to no empathy for those who died here to make a difference for this world. Whether she meant to or not, the woman came off as uncaring. There was a time and place for stating the obvious, and it wasn't now. Judging from the soldiers rushing towards the gate that were still ready and able to fight, they were one step ahead of her on preparing for the possibility of a second offensive. This tactic wouldn't work a second time.

[color=fff79a][b]“Kale, take Lahana from here,”[/b][/color] Anari stepped forward, urging the Padawan’s arm be wrapped around Kale for support. If she chose instead to play her injuries off as ‘nothing’, it was not her concern. Kale could judge his Padawan’s health for himself. [color=fff79a][b]“I’ll see to it that the injured are taken care of, and reach out to an old friend. Find me later.”[/b][/color]

With that said and done, Anari turned towards the nearest fallen soldier in the base with a severe wound in their left thigh, waving down any men and women in the area who could assist in moving him to the medbay.