The lieutenant nodded, and took out his com link. "Admiral, the shield is down. Strike now" he said. "On our way" the admiral replied.

Admiral Quranos deactivated her com link. "All ships, prepare for strike" she ordered. "Copy that, admiral" the Rebel pilots replied, as the small fleet jumped to hyperspace.

Three Nebulon B Frigates, two Hammerhead corvettes, and seven squadrons of Rebel star fighters exited  hyperspace over Atollon, and attacked the two Imperial star destroyers in orbit, while a portion of the star fighters attacked the Imperial base. Vader widened his eyes as a Rebel strike group attacked the unprotected base. In his distraction, he did not see The gold and purple blades come for him. Judeor and Lurana landed a few hits on his abdomen and shoulders, and shoved him into a wall with a Force wave. Judeor blocked his next strike and retaliated. Vader's eyes widened as the Jedi Knight's hand cracked with energy, as a torrent of lightning hit him full on. The power was nothing as compared to Count Dooku, but it was still a threat to his suit. Vader reached out with his palm, repelling the attack with tutuminis. Meanwhile, the other Jedi closed the distance and stabbed him in the gut. He flung them back with a Force wave, and groaned, clutching his wound. They attacked him again. Vader disarmed Judeor and destroyed his weapon with a flick of his hand, and the purple blade disappeared. Judeor called Master Giiral's weapon to his hand and attacked. The Sith lord retaliated and seized them in a Force grip, and started choking them. Then, a few star fighters flew above him and pummeled him with red bolts. He seized one of them in a Force grip and crashed it with another, and forced another to ram into a building. He deflected a few shots with his lightsaber, taking down two more, but the rest kept attacking. He dropped to the ground, seemingly dead. The Jedi Knights and the remaining five Rebel soldiers left, and ran to the ships. But when they got there, they saw the three ships blazing, destroyed. "Admiral, we require a lift" said Judeor into his com link.

Meanwhile, the Rebel fleet had taken down one of the star destroyers, though one of the corvettes and a frigate were lost, along with a few squadrons of star fighters. "Admiral, we are receiving a transmission!" "Patch them through" the admiral replied. "Admiral, we require a lift" Judeor's voice said. "On our way" the admiral replied. A U-Wing flew to the surface, and the Jedi Knights and the five Rebel soldiers, including Lieutenant Vanrees, got onboard. The U-Wing and the remaining Rebel star fighters on the surface returned to the Rebel fleet.

Darth Vader looked up at the Rebel ship exiting the atmosphere. He clenched his fist, feeling the hatred towards the Jedi.

Judeor and Lurana sat in the cockpit, the surviving soldiers resting in the lounge. "We did it" said Judeor. "Yes, but so many died" Lurana replied, sorrow showing on her face. "Don't beat yourself up for it. They sacrificed themselves for something truly worth fighting for" Judeor replied, turning to her. She smiled at him and held his hand, and he smiled back. They turned back to the space before them, still holding hands, as the Rebel fleet jumped to hyperspace.