What strange bubble of silence that had encapsulated them suddenly burst with Shenan's roar. Time seemed to flood back in with the rest of the battlefield ambiance, fights that continued on in spite of what occurred here. The Sylphid who knew better retreated. If their fire mage and her dragon were no match for this man, they would stand no chance.

Tech's attention snapped back to Vader and the dragon. For once he didn't feel the need to shout in warning. The Sith knew what was coming, was inviting it, clearly. The clone saw it in his posture, in his repositioning.

He knew who was going to win this fight. And yet strangely he felt no relief in that.