Tag match! (Zeke and Kindo vs a max of 4 Sith apprentices)

[Zeke]

Zeke and Kindo have been tracking these li'l hooligans for a while now. There's a few of them, and they apparently think they're real cool or strong or...something. They've been raiding around, looting, pillaging, just to show off their skill. They've been chased to an old arms factory, where the massive AT-ATs were once produced. The room is a giant, open hall, with conveyor belts placed in three levels, spanning the room in three different directions. At the moment, they are inert. Zeke knows they're here, apparently so does Kindo, because he's holding his saber hilt. Zeke puts his hands in his pockets.

"Come on! Let's put an end to this chase!"

[Ki-Adi Kindo]

Kindo, who held his steel hilt within a tight grasp, began gazing in all directions of the deserted facility. His azure eyes constantly jumped from place to place by the each passing moment, for he knew the young darksiders were scattered about in the factory. He kept his lightsaber elevated by his right side, currently quiet and inactive, though he doubted how long to would remain that way.

" They're here somewhere, and we'll find them. Lets see if instaed of picking fights with innocent residents they try to start some pointless brawl with us. "