Dazed, he obeyed her. He shook his head to clear it. He was afraid they would try to stop him.
"Open it!"
He opened the door and hesitated, looking at her.
"I'm coming," she snapped. Still covering the three Oholos she got to her feet and began to back toward him. "Don't follow," she warned the three before her.
"You know what this means?" the leader said. "You know what it means to help the enemy?"
"Go on out," she told Parr. "He saved my life," she said doggedly.
He obeyed. She followed him. She fumbled for the door knob, found it. "Run!" she cried. She slammed the door.
They ran desperately for the stairs. Their feet pounded on the soft carpet as they clattered down. She was almost abreast of him.
"Help me!" she cried when they passed the first landing.
And a moment later Parr knew what she meant. They were trying to tear into his mind, and she was holding them off with her own shield. He joined her as well as he could, marveling at the vast strength she had recovered.