Darth Maul looked into the tree line. Due to his recent failure at the hands of Tyvokka, Bane had bumped his place in the army down from squadron lead to watch out. He was one of the few sith not to be hurled into the oncoming battle, all due to that wretched walking carpet. "You? So the Sith are closer than I thought, eh? Fine." Tyvokka ignited his lightsaber. "I stand no chance, but I am the enclaves only hope for survival. I shall not simply let you kill me. Come, we fight." Hanok-Kie's meditation was broken by the sudden flicker of a life disappearing. The battle had begun. There it was.