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Zuki Nee had watched all this transpire from atop the snow-capped hill. After a little thought he turned and addressed his troops.

"If we go down there, we will succumb to the same fate as our comrades. We cannot intervene. But," he said, turning towards Lah and Kettch, Jr. "you can."

Jr. nodded in agreement, and Lah followed suit. Lah took one long glance at the battle unfolding below. The crew of Voyager and other brave individuals fought bravely against a swarm of Mirror troops. The Mirrors had the numerical advantage, but clearly the other side were the superior fighters. On the other side of the valley was the portal, through which hundreds of mirror troops were pouring out, and the Weepers, with their Onion guards.

After a little running, Kettch and Lah were right above the Weeper prisoners. Jr. took a step forward but Lah stopped him. He reached into his pocket and grabbed two stones. He held one in each hand, and just relaxed. Almost instantly, a pure white armor spread across his body and a bow appeared in his hand.

Lah concentrated and reached out his senses, he could feel a ripple of immense power, and he let himself go. Soon, that ripple became a wave, and that wave an ocean. Before long, Lah was swimming in an immense pool of power. Slowly, he began drawing from this pool, until, he became one with it.

Lah opened his eyes, which he didn't even remember closing, and felt a new sense of power. His senses were heightened: he could see for miles, hear the rustle of leaves leagues away, smell things he never knew existed, tasted the air, and felt every little shift in pressure. He concentrated on the Onions.

He drew upon the power once again, and a glowing shaft of light appeared in his hand. To his bow, he fitted this shaft, and slowly drew. He took aim on an Onion. With laser precision he loosed the arrow. Threw the air it flew, his aim was true and the arrow of light impacted on the Onion, completely dissipating it into nothingness.

The rest of the Onions looked around in confusion, as deadly volleys of light rained down upon them with precision. Soon, the Onions were gone, and the Weepers free. Nee and Romaine both took the opportunity and attacked the massed reinforcements. The Weepers proved to be formidable fighters, and dispatched the Mirrors in a short amount of time. Many casualties were incurred, however, and the scholar, Romaine, had been slain. Never again would anyone be graced by his voice as rich as honey.

As the Weepers tended to the fallen and wounded, a tall, powerfully built man appeared before them. Zuki Nee stood.

"Axelrooni. So we meet again. I am one of the few old enough to remember you and the scourge of your kind. Banishing you was the best thing that ever happened to this galaxy."

Axel didn't say anything, he just hoisted his warblade and gave a quiet, evil, disheartening laugh.

Nee unsheathed his long sword. "I will take you Axelrooni, Lord of Scots."

A hand clamped down on Nee's arm, and held it down. Nee looked over to see the Yuuzhan Veggie, Lah. "I'm not going to let you fight him. It would be for the wrong reasons. Look at his blade. Was the Axelrooni you knew left-handed? He's obviously a mirror. I'll fight him."

With that revelation, Nee lowered his blade and stepped back.

Lah raised his bow into the air, and with a flash of light, it was transformed into a might sword. "Anduril, I call it. It is Yuuzhan Veggian for Light-bringer. I think it's time to dispel a little mirror darkness."

With those words Mirror Axel (MA) charged and flashed his warblade through the air. Lah easily parried and answered with a low slash at Axel's knees. Still being carried by his momentum, all he could do was jump. Lah's slash caught only air as Axel landed behind him. He had to spin and set up a hasty defense in the outer triangle of defense.

Lah did a back flip to put distance between them. Axel stared at him as they circled each other. Another quick lunge from Axel was parried before he settled down into a traditional fighting style. Blades flashed and clanged as the two combatants struck back and forth, never touching the other.