Morning rose swiftly and Obi-Wan found it incomprehensibly simple to bypass the security droids in Theed. At that point, accompanying the Queen seemed perfunctory.
Entering the hangar, he quickly dispatched the droids guarding the Nubian pilots. Through the hustle to get to the yellow fighters, he saw Yareah standing stock still. No color in her face, expression completely blank. He started towards her, wondering what was amiss, as Qui-Gon sent Anakin to a cockpit. When he heard the rolling clicks of the droidekas on the hard floor, he watched for a moment as her whole body seemed to turn back on and she flung the blaster bolts right back. He joined her, only to notice the shields in much better order than the last time he faced against the droids. Yareah Force-pushed one into the other two and into the line of Anakin's firing path.
An ominous hiss sounded behind them. Turning to look over their shoulders, the duo saw Qui-Gon ushering the Queen and her group away from the now open doors where a dark figure stood.
"We'll handle this. Yareah, if you don't mind escorting the Queen…" he said. Yareah already had her outer robe off and stood strongly, facing the creature of darkness.
"I'm afraid not. I've fought this thing before and I intend to settle a minor dispute we seem to have." Her jaw was set and her eyes clear. Obi-Wan felt coldness envelop her, but no anger. She was shutting herself off to them.
"Fine." Qui-Gon seemed a bit ruffled, but moved to remove his cloak. Obi-Wan did the same and the four lit their sabers. Two green, one blue and double red highlighted the floors and walls.
The battle began.
