Rescue
Jacen mostly just wanted to get into the fray, Not because Glory had done anything to him personally, she hadn't. But she threatened the group that he had decided to work with and that was enough. He was there with vampire Slayers among others, they certainly knew what they were doing in regards tactics. More or less. He was still better but they'd made a sound plan. And then there was Needy.
He watched her once the fight started, she seemed to really relish the fight, Jacen had restricted himself to the force, shoving the things back, generally hurting but not killing. He didn't know what the moral...opinion was.
"Buffy. Are we killing them?" he called over the sounds of battle, nodding toward the lightsaber at his belt. "It would make this all so much easier if we were..."
Even as he spoke the...flame...headed thing snapped the head off one of the creatures and Jacen shrugged. There was the answer. The red blade of the lightsaber sprung to life and Jacen went to work, doing what he did best, fighting with one hand as lightning flew from the other eyes glinting a dangerous yellow.