The Pykes on the opposite wall fire a spray of bolts at Cade, but all the ones that hit deflect off of his armor.

Darien strides into the room, Ke nu'jurkadir sha Mando'ade hut'uune! And fires off his twin pistols, nailing one of the Pykes straight through the chest.

The Pykes return fire, hitting Kara hard in the back as she was focused on the opponents in front of her.

Falmok comes in after Darien, taking aim at one of the Pykes using an auto firing blaster, and pulls the trigger.. and scoring a direct hit. Downing another enemy.

Cade howls and surges towards the Pyke, swinging from upper right to low left, into the Pykes shoulder and finally stopping in his lower ribs. Cade turns towards the next Pyke.

Cade looked back at Kara.. Like that?

Kara cocked her head then shot the blood splattered Pyke, his head and shoulders disappearing in a spray. Kara jabbed her hand at the falling mess.. Like that. ..

HA! Cade barked a laugh.

The remaining Pykes turn their fire on Falmok, but in their panic they miss entirely, though they do put him on his back foot a little bit.

Darien whips around firing both his pistols, hitting 2 of the Pykes squarely in the chest, killing them outright.

Falmok, still off-balance from the hail of fire he just avoided takes a shot at the remaining Pyke, but misses, instead hitting and destroying the panel that was giving him cover.

Cade moves in to finish it and stab the chakaar, and thrusts his bes'kad towards the Pyke's chest. But there must be more room in the wall compartments, the Pyke side stepped out of the blades path.. You sonofa charkaare hut'uun, man up and take your stabbing!

Kara sighed, waked over and aimed her pistol at the Pyke and fired.. and hitting Cade. OWW! Watchit... Cade yelped, twisting to get out of the compartment...

Kara hissed through her teeth, Sorry!

The Pyke then shoots over Cade's shoulder hitting Kara squarely, but seeing the futility of continued resistance, he tosses his weapon down and says, I surrender! I surrender, don't shoot!

Shab, Cade grabs Kara, Vhal'ika, medic.

Falmok growls and glares at the Pyke, On it. He gets out his medkit and starts tending to her injuries, Osik , I can't get the bleeding stopped. Cade give me a hand. He shows Cade where to hold the compress as he starts getting out bandages. <Hang in there, Kara, I'll fix you up.> He starts wrapping the bandage around her torso, < Dar, we've got to get her to somewhere safer, she's very badly injured>

Cade put his hand on Falmok's shoulder, Ner'vod, stay with Kar'ika, work your magic.. Darien and I will go ahead. When she's out of danger, give us some support, ok?

I will. Don't die, I can only take care of so many people at a time.

Thanks ner'vod. Darien, you ready?

Let's see if anyone is ready to give up..

As you burst in the door, you see a room much like the one in the Wobegon Weequay , but instead of seeing many various beings spread out across the room, you see one. Sitting by himself at the foot of the throne, much like last time, is Tomax Kasra. Smoking a pipe and leaning back entirely relaxed in his chair, seemingly unconcerned by anything happening around him. He is chuckling softly to himself, absorbed in his spice.

Cade starts tapping his bes'kad against his thigh plate, louder than usual. Tomax, Cade calls, as if scolding a small child. Have you done a silly thing?

He continues to ignore you, Hehehe, I told Dax it would never work... You can't kill Mando'ade...

Sigh, Tomax, where is Dax? Cade asked.

Hahahaa, told him... told him... Ke nu'jurkadir sha Mando'ade...

Cade walks up to Tomax and snaps his fingers. Tomax, focus, do you realize you have hurt the Syndicate more through your actions than simply telling us where Dax is? At least a dozen of your soldiers are dead. Five of your own Pyke higher ups, dead. Other gangs are attacking your interests with impunity....

Never... work... on Mando'ade... He exhales another plume of smoke.

You notice him tapping on the table and realize that it is dadita, he is repeating: the spokesman in Mando'a again and again. Then the message changes as he starts to tap harder until he is almost pounding: TARRK.