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Silen'Dumah, though she had bested one Darth in recent days was thwarted by the lack of a challenge. Thaed, though the first to come to mind was not ready for her as an opponent, and so, the next would be Damara... Silen approached the Imperial palace as she was dead set, her motive was challenge, and the fool was Darth Damara. Silen strode past the guards in her full gear, the Lord of Horror was not accompanied directly by her variant Sithspawn, though Ziz as always flew high in the sky, keeping an eye out for dark tricks as Silen often channelled force sight through the eyes of the gigantic, armoured semi-draconic avian familiar.

Her full armour radiated with the runes inscribed upon it. Her force sabres were held tightly in her hands as she strode closer and closer to her target, force lightning channelled down her tail into her blade, storing the power as the colossal former Aing-Tii monk opened the doors to Damara's chamber, her energy shield with a mental flicker activating as her hands touched the cold frame washing her with a soft red glow. the only other object in her possession was a mysterious blue crystal filled with red smoke.

"I challenge Darth Damara for the Right to the Title of High Arcanist...

She spoke, sighting her, whether it be through the force or by sight, from standing ground or from above some time ago. She had heard of the tricks she had pulled in the past, so without further charade, her fingers coiled over the crystal, raising it and casting it to the ground. Red and black smoke exploded into the area around them as the smoke demon exploded into existence. A manifestation and entity of pure dark side power, manifesting in Damara's own fear of Failure.

In the mean time Silen's own body fell into her meditative battle stance, red lightning sparked in the air around her, there was a storm coming, and with the aid of alter environment, it was about to shatter, overload, and rend every electrical circuit and living thing in the room except for herself.

Though with Silen's massive fount of knowledge and wisdom, the altering of the environment around her would take little tax on herself, using the huge sum of residual force power in the room instead of her own reserves. A skill picked up from a fallen clan mother she had once held the pleasure of devouring the mind and memories of.

This was her opening move, there would be no jeering words, the smoke demon would Rush to attack its target, bound by its dark master, and she would prepare force storm.