Taylor was filled with an anxiety he had not felt for many years. It had been a Jedi that had defeated him long ago, taking away his left arm. And now there were two of them, battling it out just meters away. Soriara closed the door from the office into the passage where they hid. She turned the light to his chest, grimacing at the sight of how much the wounds were now flowing.

A few seconds later, the other side of the passage slid open. "My lady, come quickly," and aid said. Soriara and the aid helped Taylor up, who was showing signs of trouble. His whole body was slowly becoming more and more pale, and he could hardly move anymore. They followed the aid through several more doors to a security vehicle, waiting off a balcony.

Soriara and Taylor got into the back and the aid hurried around to the front. The speeder took off, moving quickly through the night sky. "Where are we going?" Soriara asked at once.

"They are gathering all the senators at the senate in case of other attacks." the aid said.

This seemed to suffice for know, as Soriara turned back to Taylor. She began working at his dressings, and Taylor couldn't help but smile. "What about this do you find amusing?" she asked.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I just realized I've ruined two of your very nice gowns in one evening." Taylor pointed to her now blood stained clothes. She shook her head with a slight grin and continued bandaging him up.