<A few hours earlier...>

"My lord, what do we do about your newest Apprentice?" asked one of the Inquisitor's who stood on the bridge of the Liberation awaiting the Inquisitors' instructions concerning his apprentice in the upcoming battle.

"He is to be left alone, Fifth Brother," replied the Inquisitor. "The boy is too unstable at the moment to be of any use to either side."

"But what if he attacks one of us?" asked another Inquisitor.

"Then we will know he has changed to the light side of the Force and is no longer one of us, Seventh Sister," replied the Inquisitor, before adding with a chuckle. "The connection with us is still too strong for him to break, even with the Ancient Grand Jedi Master Neeran and her rag-tag group of supporters helping him won't break the connection so easily."

"But they've been chipping away at it, haven't they?" asked the final Inquisitor that the Grand Inquisitor had summoned onto the bridge of the Star Destroyer Liberation. 

"It hasn't been weakened enough to prove a serious threat, Eighth Brother," replied the Inquisitor. "He will still serve us well in this upcoming battle."  

<Present Time, on the planet of Jaroon...>

Neeran's words echoed through Ezra's head as the battle around him began.

All around him, Neeran's Force-sensitive pupils along with Zach and Kanan were engaging an Inquisitor who had come to Jaroon with the Grand Inquisitor that Ezra had lost track of at that moment. 

He saw Chopper facing off with a older teenage Inquisitor who Ezra remembered as the Eighth Brother. He saw Kyipen and Janan dodging all of the opposing Inquisitors and assisting Neeran's other forces against the incoming stormtroopers. He saw Shakkuri facing off with the Seventh Sister and Kanan battling the Fifth Brother. 

But he couldn't see where Neeran and his Master were.

Then, amidst the fray of the ensuing battle, Ezra saw his Master the Inquisitor approaching him from across the battle field. Ezra panicked and froze after taking a few steps backwards. He was still torn between both choices presented to him as he didn't want to betray either Neeran or his Master.

"It's still your choice Ezra," said a figure stepping in front of him, lowering their weapon to their side.

Neeran and the Inquisitor faced each other on the newly created battlefield of Jaroon.

"It's just you and me now, Jakaen Jaiina," hissed Neeran. "Or should I even call you that?"

The Inquisitor seemed to freeze at that for a moment, before piecing some piece of information together.

"You're very perceptive creature," replied the Inquisitor, raising his to in front of his face, giving it a dull red glow against his pale white skin.

"You always hated both my clone and I as a Temple Guard," replied Neeran, copying the gesture. "The same applies now obviously."

Seconds after Neeran's final words to the Inquisitor, they were fighting over Ezra, though he did not know it then.

Their lightsabers engaged and disengaged in a series of bright red and rainbow-white coloured sparks that flew off of their impacting strikes. After several moments each time, the Inquisitor and Neeran would then break apart for mere seconds before re-engaging again in another heated round after round until the unthinkable happened to the last person that everyone had expected to be injured, let alone killed, in the fight.  

Neeran had jumped back from the Inquisitor in their latest volley, but she was mere seconds too late. The Inquisitors lightsaber had sliced through Neeran's abdomen causing Neeran to fall backwards to where Ezra was.

"Neeran!" shouted many voices on the battlefield as time practically stood still; frozen for all the field to see what had happened.