Hearing the hum of a lightsaber and sensing something a bit off, Obi-Wan slowed down to a stop. Turning around to see the broken cart and the kirin stumbling around in confusion as it blocked their path.

The man's sights quickly went to the young man who was responsible for this, a strange red blade in his hand.

In a flash Obi-Wan drew his own saber, the blue blade flaring to life just as the demands were thrown at him.

"It seems I should be asking the same question." Though that had hardly been a question. "I don't believe we've met."