Rey and Luke Skywalker held Kylo Ren between them as they hurried through the city to the Falcon which was, to their great relief, still waiting for them. Kylo was in pain but he remained conscious the whole time, using every last bit of strength he had left to walk.
They soon entered the Falcon where the Knights of Ren were sitting in the lobby. When they saw Kylo Ren they immediately hurried to their side, picking Kylo up and placing him in the bed on the far wall of the Falcon.
“Master, master, what happened?” Sheb asked.
Kylo shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. What matters is that Snoke is defeated and we are still alive.”
The Knights conveyed legitimate joy at hearing his words.
“We need to get him to a medic,” Rey said.
Luke Skywalker looked grim. “We’re going to have to take him to the Resistance.”