When they arrived on Kabine hours later Ragnos was indeed mad and Agassiz was so overwhelmed with anxiety and grief that Ciylo himself was on the edge of a razor blade. They landed next to what presumably was the ship that Evil and Jarron had brought here; it was nearly overgrown with vegetation from the jungle. The sun was blinding and mercilessly hot; he immediately regretted the outfit choice and then wondered how the two of them survived this climate at all to begin with. The white sand beach did nothing but blind him more and it took a few moments to adjust and realize what exactly he was looking at. Marca began to march towards two figures towards the edge of the sand, where the jungle began, when he stopped and pointed at Agassiz. "Keep her behind you and out of this," he ordered. Ciylo obliged and followed him a good distance to at least be useful if something were to happen. He stared at the two, no, three figures in front of him. One was an average sized red and black Zabrak male, the other was the large blue and black female from his vision. She was holding a small infant; blue like her but with white markings. She was watching Rajnos approach but for a brief second her eyes moved to him and instantly his fangs descended and he found himself growling. Agassiz cocked an eyebrow at Ciylo but her whole body was vibrating and shaking. Jarron was alive.
Evil herself was trembling and Jarron was doing his best to hold ground as the Warlord moved towards them. But as he got closer Evil began to back away and through the bond she screamed at Jarron that he knew that they had been together and Jarron began to back away as well as Marca full on broke into a sprint and pulled his sabre off his belt and ignited the red blade. Jarron looked desperately for a weapon of some kind and then looked back at the dark death like figure behind the Warlord and noticing two sabres, he used his powers to call to one and pulled it off the figure and to his hand. The large male that it belonged to merely raised an arm and glanced down at his newly lightened belt but made no other move. Jarron had half a second to find that as strange, but as the male raised his arm Jarron caught a glimpse of a frail female behind him. With no time, he turned his attention back to the Warlord and barely managed to block his sabre in front of him.
Ciylo was so enthralled with the large female that he barely noticed the sabre taken from him. But what he did notice was that Agassiz had screamed Jarron's name as soon as Rajnos had crossed blades with him and began to run towards them. Ciylo merely raised two fingers off his crossed hands and arms and raised her off the ground in a chokehold. Twisting those two fingers around, she spun with them in turn and he brought her back to him, waving one in her face as a "no no" and then tossed her behind him once again. She stood coughing and punched him hard in the arm. "Hes mine! Rajnos will kill him for what hes done!"