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(It's fine, Elestel. But just so you know for further reference of how Jorus fights with his saber, he is a master of form five{Both variants.} and form six. You can look them up on Wookiepedia for info on them.)

Jorus kept himself in the Djem So opening stance. He headed back to the cell, knowing that the Clones would be hard pressed by the six Magnaguards. "Where are you going? I have somebody here with me, seven somebodies, join me, and they will live, don't..." Tortion left the sentence hanging. Jorus realized that the Sith was talking over a PA system. "Where are you?!" Demanded Jorus. A door opened to his left. "Go down this hall, head left, then head down that corridor, then go through the door on the right. I'm in there." Said Tortion. Jorus did as the Sith said, and entered a large room with a plain black throne atop a balcony with stairs leading up to it. (Like the Emperor's throne room, but not on a space station.) "Give in to the Dark Side, or they will die!" Said Tortion. He gestured at Silk, Sage, Wall, Fixit, Cross, Anakin, and Ashoka, who were bound and on their knees in front of the throne. Tortion was sitting on it, but rose when Jorus climbed the steps. "I accept your offer." Said Jorus. "Jorus, no!" Cried Ashoka. "SILENCE! That was honestly much easier than I thought it would be. You must now completely embrace the Dark Side of the Force. Strike them down!" Said Tortion, pointing at the captives. "Certainly... my Master." Said Jorus. "Jorus, please don't do this!" Begged Ashoka. "I must obey my Master." Said Jorus. But, through the Force, he sent the young Togruta a message telling his true intentions. He ignited his lightsaber and swung. At Tortion. The Sith intercepted the blade with one of his own. "I expected such treachery! NOW YOU ALL DIE!!!" Shouted Tortion. "Not if I have anything to say about it!" Said someone. "I see you got my distress call, Master Koth." Said Jorus. The Zabrak activated his green blade. As he did so, two dozen Clone troopers entered the room. "You're outnumbered, and probably outmatched as well. Surrender!" Said Jorus.