[There's no time to consider moral quandaries of attacking those who were once your allies. Not when undergoing a full-on assault, and not when there were dead Jedi--young, old, and in-between--strewn about the hallways.]
[Qui-Gon didn't know what was happening. He didn't know why it was happening. He didn't know who could have possibly sparked an invasion of a Temple dedicated to peace and the protection of all in the galaxy. But he did know one thing: he couldn't allow this to continue. He had to do something.]
[When Glitch sprawls on the ground in front of him, Qui-Gon's instincts take over. He's unfamiliar with this particular Padawan, but that doesn't matter. Names could come later after the two were safe. Instead, Qui-Gon flourishes his bright green blade, quick and efficient; the soldier is dead, his head and helmet rolling away.]
[It's a grisly scene, but there's no time to reflect. He reaches down a hand for Glitch to grab, his lightsaber at the ready to deflect any incoming blaster fire.]
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[Qui-Gon didn't know what was happening. He didn't know why it was happening. He didn't know who could have possibly sparked an invasion of a Temple dedicated to peace and the protection of all in the galaxy. But he did know one thing: he couldn't allow this to continue. He had to do something.]
[When Glitch sprawls on the ground in front of him, Qui-Gon's instincts take over. He's unfamiliar with this particular Padawan, but that doesn't matter. Names could come later after the two were safe. Instead, Qui-Gon flourishes his bright green blade, quick and efficient; the soldier is dead, his head and helmet rolling away.]
[It's a grisly scene, but there's no time to reflect. He reaches down a hand for Glitch to grab, his lightsaber at the ready to deflect any incoming blaster fire.]
To your feet. Now.