As the two sisters rose to defend themselves, Laylah's voice could be heard clearly over the suit communication systems of the other two hunters.

"Split! We serve no purpose by staging a static defense!", her voice echo'd as the three ran off in different directions. Na'iida engaged her jetpack and flew up towards a small ledge that jutted out from the wall. Her flight was interrupted by a well placed high velocity blaster shot that struck her jetpack, sending her veering off course and eventually crashing hard against the floor. Immediately two acolytes saw their chance and rushed at the downed hunter, vibroblades primed and ready for the kill.

"No you don't!", yelled Onilie, engaging her jetpack and flying at the two acolytes who sought to kill Na'iida. She collided with one, fracturing his ribcage with the force of the hit and sending him stumbling off to one side. The other immediately turned on her and began to charge at her instead, but it was for naught as Onilie brought her blaster rifle up and fired on the charging acolyte, bringing the reckless attack to a halt as his body collapsed to the floor. From the corner of her eye she saw Na'iida standing unevenly, wobbling from side to side. "Na'iida, are you alright?", Onilie called over, getting a wave in return as she Na'iida leveled her pistol and fired at the acolyte that Onilie had originally rammed into, hitting him in the neck, killing him.

Meanwhile, Laylah was searching for the source of the blaster shot. None of them had done it, and she could see no one else holding a blaster, let alone one capable of performing such a shot, she engaged her jetpack and started to fly upwards to get a better view of the battlefield when there was a flash from a shaded corner near a wall, followed by an sharp pain in her leg. Laylah gritted her teeth and landed, immediately running for the source of the flash, though her right leg was completely useless. The shot had passed cleanly through and had severed many of her muscles, causing her to hop on one leg for a while. Once again, she gunned her jetpack and flew as fast as she could towards the shaded corner, noticing a human concealing herself amidst some rubble, wielding a blaster rifle that looked very capable of making the shots that she had witnessed. Another shot rang out, striking her in the left shoulder, but she kept going towards the woman. By now she could see the fear in the woman's expression as she closed in, leveling her gauntlets at the area and firing two jets of flame, incinerating the area. She could hear the dying screams of the woman as she burned the area to ashes. Suddenly, amidst the dying screams of the woman and the sound of flames engulfing the area, she heard an explosion. Looking around, she saw nothing. No smoke, no debris, nothing.

"Laylah! Fly away!", came the sound of Na'iida's voice screaming over the comms. Too late. A large chunk of the wall had been blown off the top by explosives, the rubble crashing down on the area below. Laylah tried to avoid it by flying away, but she couldn't escape the tirade of rubble as she was crushed beneath several layers of it. Seeing this, the two hunters fought on harder, fueled by vengeance and hatred towards the enemy force that had killed their leader. There was no remorse in their attacks, no hesitation. Though by now, Miralle too was mopping up the remnants of the acolytes. The last handful of them stood no chance against the two enraged hunters, as well as the Sith Lord who danced among them, her double bladed lightsaber striking them down where they stood with ease. The last acolyte was brought down by a volley of Force lightning from Miralle, crashing to the floor and still twitching from the electrical current that had not completely left his corpse.

Immediately as the fight was over, Onilie sprinted for the wreckage that had fallen atop Laylah. She pulled small chunks away, desperately trying to get her out, clawing hopelessly at the possibility that Laylah may still live. She pulled away as much rubble as she could, and tried frantically to remove the larger pieces. They wouldn't budge and she felt the armoured gauntlet of Na'iida on her shoulder.

"Oni, in battle, people die. It's inevitable, however hard it is to accept", her voice was gentle and soothing, but the words passed right through Onilie who still grappled the chunks of rubble, trying to push them aside.

"No. It can't happen again, I won't let it. I can't lose my mother to conflict again, I won't", she uttered as she changed position, still trying to shift the rocks, despite the impossibility of the task.

"Oni, come on. I don't want to see you like this, we can mourn her death later. We can't lose our heads in the middle of a job. Do you think Laylah would want us to act so unprofessionally?".

"No! I won't accept it! I won't lose my adopted mother as well! Why does this always happen to me? Why can't I just be allowed to live the life of a normal soldier?", Onilie cried out as she tried, yet again, to shift the rocks, though she began to face the truth that Laylah was dead, and there was nothing she could do to shift the rocks, collapsing backwards onto her backside. "It's all her fault!", she muttered as she stood up with barely contained anger. Storming over to the others.

"Wait, Oni! What are you doing?", Na'iida called over the comms unit, running after Onilie though there was quite the gap between them by now.