Perhaps the wrong message had been taken, the symbol of Death Watch and absolute power had taken rise among a people who had become disenfranchised with their plights and affairs in the galaxy. No amount of bombs could change the galaxy like hate could, and that was what that symbol represented -- a symbol of ignorant misunderstandings on strength and unity, it was a full blown fascism. It would come to no surprise to know that the Mandalorians under the Death Watch had taken up an alliance with forces whose philosophy idealized power above all else. Only time would tell if these Warriors would fall victim to the assimilation and destruction of their cultures to further a Sorcerer's agenda. But, none of this mattered at this moment, Vaselsk knew that.
The Jedi had been redirected from the city and to aide in the defense of the Jedi Temple. The Temple was an ancient symbol of civilizations and people of the past. Ancient tradition lingered within the depths, and it was something that deserved to be defended, to be preserved -- just as the Mandalorians sought to protect their rights to conquest. Vaselsk had prepared himself for defense among those who remained, the lower levels of the temple had been secured, and those who sought to fight had positioned themselves outside of the Jedi Structure, lightsabers drawn and ready. Unlike Ajan Kloss, they would not run -- they would meet this fight head on.
