A pair of droids that had managed to avoid the Ionization raised their weapons, but before they could fire, both were neatly decapitated by a swift stroke from a black lightsaber.
"Looks like I arrived just in time. Shadow Fang! Advance!"
From the shadowed corridors of the base, a strike force of black-armored clone troopers stormed in, arc casters and blaster rifles firing, cutting through the droid forces. The..humanoid who wielded the lightsaber turned to Gar and Drah-Cil. His face was cloaked in a black armored mask, and his body was enveloped in similar-colored armor. His lightsaber was distinct in the fact that it was a pole-arm style blade, with a long blade, but at the back was a second, shorter blade as well. He held it ready, nodding to the two Jedi.
"A pleasure. Shall we just skip the formalities, and focus on the dilemma at hand, do you think?"
He asked sarcastically...