Finding the assassin

You charge into the library through the front door, nervously looking around to find Korkie. He's sitting next to the window, reading a book. You sense danger around him, activating your jetpack with a **** jump boost, you dash towards him like a bolt of lightning. The library was on a higher level than most other buildings, save for one. That one was where a sniper was hiding to take a fatal shot at Korkie, right through the window. His rifle is fired, you arrive just in time to push Korkie aside and let your armour absorb the energy of the shot. It hits you in the chest, though the armour didn't allow it to directly hurt you, the **** of the shot did cause you pain nonetheless. You both fall down between two tables, providing cover from an other shot. Korkie and the rest of the people in the library are frightened by the attack, everybody panics and leaves, except the kid, who's laying next to you on the floor.

Korkie (sitting up): H-hey...! You did save me didn't you...? Who are you...?

Lana (pressing her hands against her chest): S-sit down! Don't move or he won't miss the next shot!

Korkie: Oh, okay... But what does he want from me?!

Lana: You are a relative of the duchess, hence you are a natural target! Stay put, I'll handle him!

Korkie: Thank you, whoever you are! Do be careful out there!

Lana (standing up): I have dealt with far worse than an assassin!

You spot the man running away from the balcony he shot from, you activate your jetpack again and fly after him. Noticing his chaser, he too activates it and tries to outmanoeuvre you in the air between the lower buildings. He tries to fly between the traffic to get rid of you, but you are way more persistent than that. He takes some shots at your direction with his dual pistols, but he misses all the shots. As he is flying in front of you, losing more of the distance, you recognise his armour is from your clan! He must be a relative of yours, one you might not want to hurt, unless **** to... As this cat and mouse flying around might last for hours or until either of your jetpacks runs out of fuel, you see an opportunity to **** him onto the ground. As he is about to fly between two airspeeders, you **** push the back of one of them, making it spin around and losing control, knocking the other **** Watch member out of the air, right onto the roof of one of the lower buildings under you. You land next to him as he is trying to get up after his rough landing with his face down.

Lana: It's over, whoever you are! I don't want to hurt you, I could recognise your symbols, you are from Clan Ordo, just as I am! Lay down your arms and go into custody in peace, I guarantee, they will treat you fairly!

Mandalorian (not facing you as he's standing up): Heh... Go into custody... I knew the mission was going to be a tough one, but when I realised you were around, I knew it could only end in failure... But I couldn't go back to Pre empty handed without trying...

Lana: That voice...! Your symbols...! Father...?!

Rantar (turning to you): Took you long enough to find out! Who else could have been able to organise all those different **** attempts on the duchess, huh?

Lana: You should have told me about your plan...! I have already told Pre not to try to **** the duchess, killing her won't bring him Mandalore! It would only further alienate the citizens!

Rantar: I know, but you too know what Pre is like once he believes he's close to taking the throne...! You just can't argue with him! So, Lana, what happens now...? I'm here to kill Satine, you are here to protect her... That's a serious conflict of interests...

Lana: I won't let you kill her, Pre may take the throne one day, but this won't be that day! I will not go along with his stupid plan of assassinations! But I don't want to hurt you either so... Please father, just return to Concordia and let's forget this whole thing!

Rantar (pulling his blasters out): I'm afraid that's not an option here...! I don't want to hurt you either Lana, but we both know you are the better fighter, so I won't have to hold back anything! Let's do it the old fashioned Mandalorian way!

Lana: If that's what you want...! But I won't kill you and once you are down, you are going back home, understood? On your feet or on somebody else's!

Rantar (opening fire on you): So it's on!

You dodge his shots, pull your blasters out and return the fire. He's getting further and further away from you, maybe in fear of your lightsaber. {if Lightsaber = false}Not as if you had any to use right now!{endif}{if Lightsaber = true}You won't be using it against him though, this will be a duel between two true Mandalorians!{endif} Not wanting to let him be too far and trying to avoid hurting him unnecessarily, you shot a cable to bind him where he is, but he's more experienced than to fall for your trick. Not knowing it was only a distraction, when he jumps out of the cable's way, you aim for his blasters and shot one of them out of his hands. Surprised at your trick, he puts the other one back to his side and pulls a vibroknife out of his belt.

Rantar (pointing at you with his knife): So much for shooting! Come, let's settle it in melee! A Jedi certainly won't refuse such a challenge!

You too put your blasters away and pull out a small vibroknife. Your father wasn't expecting you to fight with that.

Rantar: I have never seen a Jedi refusing to fight with their lightsaber!

Lana: I don't need that to best you, father!

Rantar: I hope that statement will be based and not turn out to be pure overconfidence!

You charge at each other and exchange numerous hits, all being parried by the other. Slashes, stabs, all are avoided one way or an other, neither of you having the upper hand. You are used to longer weapons, fighting with a vibroknife has never been your best skill, while Rantar is quite used to having to use it. His experience matches your Jedi instincts perfectly, making the duel a draw. Showing you are your fathers daughter, both of you use the same opportunity to surprise the other with a flamethrower counterattack. The flames meet halfway between you two, neither of them being able to go past the other. What he didn't see coming though, was that you were using the cover of the flames to slide under them and kick your fathers feet right out of under him. As he falls to the ground, you jump over him and place your vibroknife at his throat as a sign of victory. Both of you are exhausted of the duel and you are now catching your breaths.

Lana: It's over father! {if CON2= true}I'm glad to see you have fully recovered, I would hate to having to send you back to the medbay!{endif}

Rantar: Over it is, my dear! I wasn't expecting anything less from you! You truly are you mother's daughter! I have only had similar duels with your mother long ago, wherever we disagreed on something...! This one has brought back the memories of the good old days! I'm proud of your skills, you have become the strongest Mandalorian of your age!

Lana: Thank you father, it couldn't have been possible without you! The Jedi's part was only secondary, most of my skills were inherited to begin with!

Before you could continue the conversation, you receive a transmission from Satine's royal guard captain, that they are on their way and will arrive to your location shortly to take the assassin into custody. You still have enough time to let him go but you could enforce the law and put him into the jail of the duchess too.