"I can most certainly do that," Azrael said, with the confidence of someone quite used to situations like these. It had been some time since he was in active combat, but he'd experienced plenty of fights in his own time, and broken up more than his fair share in this time too- so while the stakes were higher than a cantina brawl, he was confident in his ability to pull this off- and equally confident in Thrawn and Eli's abilities.
The knowledge that Thrass was safely away from danger also helped keep him quite confident. Had Thrass insisted on going with them, he'd probably be worried.
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Thrawn's ability to get the mercenaries to follow him was impressive. Azrael had expected him to be skilled, of course- Thrass only had good things to say about his brother, and Azrael had no reason to doubt- but his plan working flawlessly was a wonderful example of his skill. Their enemies had followed down the path without ever realizing that the trap was springing shut, and that was just delightful, really.
Most of them laid incapacitated, while the last few were zeroing in on their location. Azrael could sense them, and when they were near enough to the open area that laid at the end of the back roads Azrael had pointed out to Thrawn earlier, the Sith nodded to his allies to get ready before igniting his lightsaber and holding it as if it was a beacon, to draw attention to himself and away from Thrawn and Eli.
"All of you," He called to the mercenaries, a touch of Force in his voice ensuring that their attention would be on him- he spoke in basic, accent perfectly Core World Imperial- certain now that their enemies were native speakers and thus more easily led by it, "Focus on my voice. I'll keep talking, and you lot will keep focusing on me as you step out from the shadows, and lay your weapons down. Keep following here-"
He gave a slight jerk of his head toward the last of the stragglers, to let Thrawn and Eli incapacitate them while they were under the effects of his voice and docile.
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The knowledge that Thrass was safely away from danger also helped keep him quite confident. Had Thrass insisted on going with them, he'd probably be worried.
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Thrawn's ability to get the mercenaries to follow him was impressive. Azrael had expected him to be skilled, of course- Thrass only had good things to say about his brother, and Azrael had no reason to doubt- but his plan working flawlessly was a wonderful example of his skill. Their enemies had followed down the path without ever realizing that the trap was springing shut, and that was just delightful, really.
Most of them laid incapacitated, while the last few were zeroing in on their location. Azrael could sense them, and when they were near enough to the open area that laid at the end of the back roads Azrael had pointed out to Thrawn earlier, the Sith nodded to his allies to get ready before igniting his lightsaber and holding it as if it was a beacon, to draw attention to himself and away from Thrawn and Eli.
"All of you," He called to the mercenaries, a touch of Force in his voice ensuring that their attention would be on him- he spoke in basic, accent perfectly Core World Imperial- certain now that their enemies were native speakers and thus more easily led by it, "Focus on my voice. I'll keep talking, and you lot will keep focusing on me as you step out from the shadows, and lay your weapons down. Keep following here-"
He gave a slight jerk of his head toward the last of the stragglers, to let Thrawn and Eli incapacitate them while they were under the effects of his voice and docile.