The base carried an eerie quiet along its corridors. While news had spread of the Mandalorian led Grey Jedi assault of Bastion it was also known that damages had been incurred across the Resistance. The First Order strike on Fondor had led to a few planets ousting their military presence as they didn't want the same that happened to Fondor to happen to them.

It was not the largest blow as most of the soldiers and ships had returned to the main base already. The main setback came from the ships that were picked off by First Order fleets on their way back; Interdictor Fleets had been waiting to rip them from hyperspace. Every ship had been captured, its crews either imprisoned or executed on the spot, and then the ship obliterated from the face of the galaxy. Every broadcast the First Order put out said they would continue this until the Resistance either disbanded and handed its leaders over or the Resistance was completely destroyed.

Ky'ram could not help but feel responsible for this change of events. He had lead the team that forced Snoke's hand against them. They had struck at the capital of the First Order and almost killed the Supreme Leader. They had killed three more of his Knights, and stolen two of his best. To ignore the Resistance any longer would make him a fool. Ky'ram had refused a synthflesh covering or a skin graft to replace the scars that now ran down the right side his face. When the medic asked he informed her that he would wear it as a true badge of honor.

Maul had added yet another cybernetic limb to his apparently growing collection, leading Skye to tease Ben that Maul was closer to being Vader than he was. Skye's survival wasn't guaranteed either when they left Bastion. Almost all lightsaber wielders knew how fatal any stab wounds could be and they were not sure if it had missed her heart or not. The surgeon had told them it missed it by less than an inch and she would live, but her saber skill wither left arm would be diminished greatly for a time, and never back to its full ability.

The small group Force Sensitives, minus Maul, found themselves in one of the many hangar bays on the base. They were standing at the bottom of the boarding ramp for Ky'ram's beloved fighter. Torwyn was saying his goodbyes to the group before leaving on his long term mission.

"Just remember she will respond to your input the first time, just may take a few seconds to recognize the input." Ky'ram continued his run down on the ship. "Clean the engines once a month unless you want some gunk buildup that could cause a few minor issues at first but would eventually become major problems."

"Old man I think he understands how the ship works." Skye jabbed the Mandalorian.

"I know just she's a one of a kind." Ky'ram said while rubbing the back of his helmet. "Would hate to lose her."

"Jeeze tell us how you feel about losing Torwyn why don't you." Skye's teasing continued.

"Torwyn just be careful and bring her back in one piece." Ky'ram concluded. "May the Force be with you."

Torwyn nodded and returned the phrase before exchanging it with everyone else assembled. That was till he got to Skye.

"Not really my peoples phrase." Skye shrugged her shoulders.

"Either way I hope the Force does guide your journey from here on out Ja'ak." Torwyn explained. "So, May the Force be with you."

"Yeah yeah." Ja'ak mumbled. "May the Force be with you."

Torwyn smiled before boarding the ship and starting its take off sequence. As the group began to exit the hangar Ben's comlink went off.

"Ky'ram my escort to Mandalore appears to have arrived." Ben told him after answering the call. "I will take my leave."

The pleasantries were exchanged once more, this time with Hakk even saying he was going to get to organizing the Holocron vault, and Ky'ram and Skye found themselves alone.

"So Maul told you to watch over me?" Skye asked as Ky'ram guided their path towards the General's office.

"Technically." Ky'ram answered. "Even then I'm not going to babysit you like I used to. You proved yourself more than even on both Raxus Prime and Bastion."

"So what are you going to do then?" Skye questioned.

"Take you with me on my next relic hunt." Ky'ram smirked.

"What relic this time?" Skye could barely hold her excitement, her younger age showing through.

"Ever heard of the Telos Holocron?" Ky'ram asked, receiving a shaking of the head in return. "I stumbled upon mention of it when studying some of our holocrons. It is apparently the Sith equivalent of the Great Holocron. Knowledge stored within it is supposed to cover history and power going all the way back to Naga Sadow, Revan, Exar Kun, and the Sith Emperor of the Ancient Republic."

"Why would you want me with you on that journey? Shouldn't you be trying to save me from the Dark Side?" Skye joked.

"Eh, you know me." Ky'ram responded. "If you want to come back I'll help but no reason to 'force' it."

"No puns please." Skye jabbed.

"Sorry couldn't resist." Ky'ram laughed. "Also I would prefer something that powerful in the hands of someone I trust rather than Snoke or Maul."

"Valid point." Skye conceded. "Now what about a ship?"

"That's why we're here at The General's office." Ky'ram told her as he watched her face drain slightly. "You haven't spoken to her about Maul, or at all since you returned have you."

The shaking of the head he got as an answer caused the Mandalorian to let out a deep laugh as he banged on the door…