Ashara crossed the bridge and made it successfully to the meeting point, to her horror nobody was there to greet her, she couldn't even feel their presence out in the distance. She could feel another presence though, she activated her remaining lightsaber and assumed a Form I guard, though in reality she was mentally preparing everything she knew about form III should things get out of hand fast. When her pursuers where a stones throw away they slowed to a walk and began to circle her like she was prey.

the leader of these barely force sensitive hooligans gave her a smug grin. "Nowhere to run to now alien trash, nowhere to hide" she glared her meanest ugliest glare and prepared to make her final stand while the trash talking sith assumed a Juyo guard and the two almost engaged when what she could only describe as a wave of force fog washed over them making the force sensitives pause in their tracks. While they may not be force sensitive she could sense everything around her thru the force, from the trees to the ants, from the bridge she just crossed to the numb nuts hunting her. but this Force fog blocked out everything so that she couldn't even sense the invalid standing in front of her who she should be able to read as clear as day!

From the confused look on his face she could tell he was suffering the same problem. Adapting quickly she focused on her other senses and just as she did her montrals picked up the sound of a device hitting the ground, bouncing up about an inch before settling on the ground. Ashara and her adversary both turned to see a lightsaber deactivate on the ground with its owner nowhere to be seen. It just became nighttime when the trio attacked and the night was still young, Ashara had better night vision than the human sith but even she should have been able to see what happened to him.

The two adversaries turned to each other and he raised an eyebrow and she shrugged. Well Kriff nobody knew what happened they turned to look at his remaining lackey to find that he was missing as well lightsaber and all. The remaining Sith may have not been the brightest man she ever met but he was a fast thinker based on the way he positioned his rear to her as they had each other back to back, she briefly thought about elbowing his side and taking the advantage but he interrupted this thought.

"We kill this thing, then pretend this never happened. truce?" she nodded and tried to penetrate the force fog with her mind to no avail she tried to rationalize when the force did this in her lessons and who where well known for using such techiques, jedi? sith? nekghouls? out of instinct she turned to see her newfound partner was being pulled with frightening speed to a dark alley filled with trees and other growth. using the force she reached out to him and stopped the Sith from joining his companions. he reached out to her weaponless with a look of absolute terror in his eyes as he mouthed the words please before she lost her grip on him and the darkness consumed him whole. using the force she called the fallen lightsaber of the first sith to her free hand and assumed a Ataru stance, a heart beat, the another, her own. she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, her eyes where peeled and all her senses where on alert. after a second breath she realized the air was cold, damn near frigid, she was surprised she couldn't see her breath.

From the dark alley a light then appeared, she couldn't recoginse it but she could tell it was making noise, she slowly inched to the small light that made noise while he body felt as taunt as a bowstring. Then she could make out words.

"I got your location, here is a good halfway point between us, see you there!"

She heard that voice before! recently in fact!

"I got your location, here is a good halfway point between us, see you there!"

Sergeant Rikkels holo comm sat squarely on the chest of the dead sith, the other two where nearby and aside from being dead they shared another thing in common, they where all horribly disfigured. like crumpled up pieces of paper.

"I got your location, here is a good halfway point between us, see you there!"

she deactivated her lightaber and using the force she called the comm to her hands and observed the image of the trooper up close

"I got your location, here is a good half-" she turned off the comm and turned her focus to the fog that clouded her connection to the force and frowned, while it blocked most of her sixth sense she had a gut feeling that sergeant Rikkel was never going to make it, and whatever this force fog was or whoever controled it just saved her ass. hopefuly anyways, one way to find out for certain

"thank you" she said out loud, letting feelings of gratitude resonate off her, the fog stopped clouding her senses but didn't go away and in turn resonated feelings of happiness. It was like a Akk dog that had done something right, it was down right bizarre. she clipped her lightsaber to her belt and disposed of the sith weapon before making the trip back to her camp site, the fog following her pace easily. This was going to be headache worthy she just knew it.