[The two bodyguards as clearly utterly thrown by the shot deflection. One dives straight out of the way when Ren comes charging up between them. The second though reaches out, claw-ended fingers slashing at him as he passes: shearing through cloth and ripping down toward flesh with an inhuman squeal of indignation and a barking:]
Karlon! He's through!
[The Bari changes tack, veering wildly toward the edge of the Promenade. There's a narrow railing there, but it's easily climbed. Clearly he means to go up and over the side - down the rocky face of the cliffside.]
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Karlon! He's through!
[The Bari changes tack, veering wildly toward the edge of the Promenade. There's a narrow railing there, but it's easily climbed. Clearly he means to go up and over the side - down the rocky face of the cliffside.]