As Commander Jymn and Wing 214 neared the Senate Rotunda, Jymn saw a massive battle raging. The clones had the droids encircled in a two mile wide circle and retreating steadily into the Senate building. The droid forces were made up of the usual assortment, repulsor tanks, homing droids, supers, and the common tinny. The clone's had a whole bunch of walkers of various kinds and a couple of tanks. Jymn estimated there were a hundred thousand clone troopers with them.

As Jymn circled the Senate and Studied the battlefield he suddenly saw hail-fire droids, and a bunch of them, worse, they were headed straight towards a weak spot in the clone lines. "214! Blow those wheels on the double!" Jymn shouted into his comlink. Wing 214 dove as one and the offending hail-fire droids were vaporized and sent shrapnel sky-high. When Jymn was sure the counter-attack had been stopped he looked around and came to the realization, 214 was the only group of fighters around. Jymn swore to himself "First through seventh squadrons, you got CAP, the rest of you, engage targets a will" Jymn radioed and watched as most of his fighters dove on the droids, and slagged them.

"Sir," one of the ARC pilots radioed Jymn, "incoming aircraft, bearing one-eight-zero, profile matches L-A-A-T-I gunships, two hundred of them"

"Rodger that pilot" Jymn responded and turned his fighter around to the south. He could barely make out the gunships coming towards the Senate. He soon enough guessed their intentions. "Python" Jymn said over the radio "when those Larty's get here I'm going to join them" Python, normally in charge of First squadron acknowledged. Jymn continued to both watch the gunships and the Droids, and his wing, and the clones. For as hectic the battle on the ground was, for Jymn it was only mildly amusing, he had seen to many like it before.

When the gunships neared the Senate, the battle got interesting to Jymn. Jymn knew that they were carrying a full regiment of two thousand troops, but he was only interested in one of those gunships. The particular gunship Jymn was interested in was flat black and leading the rest. Jymn watched as the gunships made a loose circle around the Senate and then they landed on the upper landing zone and quickly disembarked their cargo of clone troopers before turning around and aiding Jymn's fighters. All except the black one did anyway, Jymn landed his fighter next to it, and was immediately greeted by an imposing ARC captain who had just gotten out of it. Jymn knew the stories of ARC troopers, the stories were that they could defeat any foe and any army, usually by themselves. Jymn also knew they had a reputation as loners and were equally harsh towards both enemies and allies.

"Su'cuy Vode" The ARC captain said to Jymn

"Su'cuy Z" Jymn replied to Zeta "Vaii gar ru'cuyi"

"N'oya'kari hut'uun, Vod." came Zeta's reply, Jymn his nodded acknowledgement.

"Well you've missed most of the fun." Jymn and Zeta went back a long time and like to converse in Mando'a. "So what's the plan for today?"

"Simple for once. Get in, kill droids, kill more droids, wait for the Jetisei in the Senate Chambers, and laugh our heads off at how pathetic they are." Zeta responded to Jymn, who knew Zeta was having a hard time to keep from laughing.

"Sounds good." Jymn replied as he un-holstered his weapon.