[center][h3]Colab with Kayla, San & Jaslyn [/h3][/center]

Kyla gripped her lightsaber tightly as she turned around, finger hovering off the ignition. She did not initially recognize the voice until she saw the familiar face of Jaslyn Dayne in front of her. The battlemaster let out a breath, relieved to see another Jedi. Though she was slightly confused as to why the red haired padawan was in such a dangerous place alone. Any help was help in such an extreme situation.
“Jaslyn, where did you come from?” Kyla asked curiously.
Jaslyn looks up.[color=yellow] “Well from up there of course.”[/color] Looking back at Battlemaster Kyla and the look seems to say she didn’t know why she was asked such a question.[color=yellow] “I was outside the temple checking sensors when everything went sideways. I saw the ship on a crash course and then saw the shuttle going the same way I was.”[/color]
San Anin gazed at Jaslyn, confused as to why she here and not at the safety of the temple like most other padawans were. She would have had suspicious, narrowed eyes at Jaslyn had her goggles not blocked the view of her eyes. With a huff, the Kel Dor thought of all the different reasons that the other padawan could have been in the Rift but San already guessed that the other padawan was just as inquisitive on what was happening as they were.
The weird feeling of something slimy or distasteful was present and Jaslyn rolled her shoulders looked around then focused on Kyla and the Knight.[color=yellow][i] What was his name? E...E-something… I haven’t been this distracted since...[/i][/color] Jaslyn’s eyes widened.[color=yellow][i] Initiate Trials. Something is wrong!! This is just like the feeling where I had to face my darkside.[/i][/color]
 “It’s good to have another friendly face here, bu-” Kyla began to say as she heard lightning crack in the sky above them.
The sky turned an eerie shade, as the wind above them whipped ferociously. The Rift itself shook, as a piercing shriek echoed through the canyons. The ground around them quaking even worse than it had been before. The Force screaming out to the Jedi as a massive disturbance occurred. Kyla’s eyes went wide with confusion, as Elav looked ahead with a look more akin to shock, flicking on both of his lightsabers. His hands shaking as he tried to compose himself. The ground continued to shake terribly, rocks kicking up and breaking off to the sides of the Jedi.
“We’re not alone. Look out!” Elav hollered as six lumbering Terentateks appeared in their view. Assembling a short distance from the gathered Jedi, ready to slaughter and feast upon the outnumbered lightsiders.
“Jaslyn, San, get behind us now. Those things aren’t natural. The dark side surrounds them.” Kyla stated, removing her outer robe as she activated her own lightsaber. The pulsating blue blade igniting with ferocity as the armor clad battlemaster crouched in a striking position. Lightning and thunder pounded in the sky, lighting the canyon a fierce blue.
“Can either of you padawans fight? I’d wager those things can. What the hell are they?” The twi’lek asked, a tinge of fear inching through him as the beasts drew closer. Elav had faced his fair share of tough enemies in his time as a Jedi, but these creatures were something else entirely.
Jaslyn saw something out of the corner of her eye. Turning toward it she watched the Terentateks closing in on them, pushing the fear down. Beyond that someone climbing up the side a bit farther up than the four of them.[color=yellow] “I suggest moving since it’s about two to one odds at best. Unless San has been brushing up on her forms and miraculously can fend the...things off a fight would be a liability. I say retreating is a great tactical move.”[/color]
“I-I will have you know I am c-capable of handling my self,” San Anin grumbled rather awkwardly, igniting her weapon as she stood ready to fight alongside her master.
Jaslyn didn’t wait for the go ahead she just started moving toward the ledge she had come from.[color=yellow][i] Even Battlemaster Kyla would know that fighting them isn’t a good idea. I wonder if I can get to the survivor from here.[/i][/color] Jaslyn leaps up onto the ledge and gauges the distance.[color=yellow][i] Too far. But they have to be headed for the surface. They don’t know that we’re not here to hurt them.[/i][/color]
Looking back over at Kyla and Elav.[color=yellow] “Higher ground is normally better to fight on anyway. I have some training but I’m not liking the odds.”[/color] As she reached for her lightstaff to pull it apart Jaslyn kicked herself mentally.[color=yellow][i] No!! The shuttle!!! We can’t all fit on that speeder!! We need to leave.[/i][/color] Twisting the staff at the middle she was holding two saber hilts.[color=yellow] “You know I’m right...but I stand with you, Battlemaster.”[/color]