[center][h2]Jerus Je'and[/h2][/center]

The silver and orange blades spring to life as I jet forwards with the other Mandalorians who are closing with Republic forces that were setting down, my twin blades slicing through a pair of troopers with ease before crossing briefly with a vibrosword carrying trooper. The man, however, has clearly never fought another melee fighter and the exchange is brief, first his arm and then his head flying through the air. Spotting one of the shielded rapid assault droids, I reach out and toss it up into the air, angling it's shield so that it would reflect the volley of shots from troopers behind it back at them and exposing it to the shots of the Mandalorians behind it. "Pirunir sur'haaise!"