"Though this is the end of the age of heroes, it has saved its best for last."
- Revenge of the Sith novelization

The flash of blue came out of nowhere, slashing through the missile mid-air.

"General!"

"Cody, get down!"

Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi turned to cover his clone troopers as they retreated to take cover from the suppressing fire. The war was going poorly on this front. Pinned down on a bridge with little to no cover, his legion was being picked off far too well. Obi-Wan ducked for cover with his troopers to kneel next to Commander Cody, the man whose life he had just saved. Blaster fire and explosions rocked the bridge around them.

"Anakin, where are you?"

"I'm right here. What are you doing down there?"

"We are taking cover. Now get down!"

Anakin Skywalker, the chosen one. The other half to Kenobi. The most powerful Jedi of his generation. Perhaps, the most powerful Jedi of any generation. And he knows it. Where Kenobi is deliberate, Skywalker is brash; his strategies bringing criticism from those who don't know him. Those who do know him have learned to follow and watch as the pieces fall into place.

"You're not serious! There's only a thousand droids down there, tops."

"What are you up to? Where's Captain Rex?"

"We already finished our battle, so we decided to come help you with yours."

Then there were the clones. Captain Rex, Anakin Skywalker's right-hand. A clone who had risen through the ranks by the means of his skill and tenacity. A cunning strategist, his absence marked one of the many rash plans that he and Skywalker were known for. Plans that would never have worked if not for the sheer will and trust of those executing them. He was matched by the man at Obi-Wan Kenobi's side. Commander Cody was bred for duty. Trained to be a commander from birth, his skills in combat and strategy were nearly unmatched among the Grand Army of the Republic and had brought him the title of Marshal Commander, the highest rank achievable by a clone. His battle strategies had won many victories for the Republic, even in the face of what appeared to be impossible odds. And wherever Kenobi could be found on the battlefield, one would find Cody nearby.

"All right, I know better than to try and stop you. What's your plan this time?"

"Stay here."

And they do. They watch as Anakin Skywalker walks alone into the midst of the battle, unharmed and unopposed. They watch as the droids cease their fire and as the elusive tactical droid appears from the ranks. And they watch as the 501st Clone Legion rises from underneath the bridge to swarm the droid army. With a nod from Kenobi, Commander Cody rallies the 212th Legion to join the conflict as the battle is won for the Republic.

"Bravo, Anakin. You've done it again."

"Oh, I can't take all the credit. Your state of helplessness really sold them on my surrender talk."

"Always glad to help, my friend."

Kenobi and Skywalker; Commander Cody and Captain Rex; the 212th and the 501st Legions. Alone, forces to be reckoned with. Together, unstoppable. And so it seemed it would always be. As the Separatist forces are driven back from Yerbana it feels like nothing can break them apart. Kenobi and Cody; Skywalker and Rex; Jedi and Clone, together.