A massive explosion rocked the battleship. Serka growled. How had the Republic gotten so good at fighting? It didn't matter. She would kill them all. Out the viewport, a massive battle raged. Hundreds of Republic ships darted about while the Sith ships blew them to splinters. Suddenly, another blast threw everyone on the bridge to the floor. Galen looked around. In the confusion, no one was looking at him. He quickly rolled to his left. He paused, while people started to climb back to their feet. He saw the open door waiting. He ran as fast as he could, barely avoiding tripping because his hands were cuffed behind him. He reached the door and stopped. Two guards slowly turned to face him. "Ummm... I can explain!" he said. The two guards reached for him. In one fluid motion, he swept the legs out from underneath the first guard, then spun and used the momentum to land a solid kick onto the second guard's chest. He quickly grabbed one of their vibro blades and cut himself free. He reached for the access panel and tore it off the wall. With a deft motion, he ripped out several wires. The door began to close. He looked up just in time to see Serka swinging her blade down toward him. He twisted but not fast enough. Her blade caught him on the arm. Then the door shut, and he began running towards the hangar, holding his arm. He quickly found the hangar and jumped into a B-snub ship. He launched out into space. Suddenly, a voice came over his radio. "Hello Galen. Why are you running?" Serka asked. "I'm hungry." he replied. "Get back here now or I will be forced to kill you." "Hmm... Let me think about it. Ya, no." "Your being a fool." Aww... You almost sound like you care." Galen mocked her. "Alright then, you leave me no choice." He could hear Serka talking to someone in the background. "Fire when ready."