“Then why do you fail to take over her mind?” He said almost dismissively to the spirit. He knew what he was, and he knew the ways he could bend people and things to his will. A spirit like her, while curious, was still incapable of fully consuming her host. Why? Sybella was no Jedi Master, no Councilor, why could she best an ancient entity such as the one that resided in her mind? Sybella did not create her, so there was no inherent weakness or symbiotic need to co-exist like was the case with Raze and Emryc.
Nevertheless, externally he remained quiet, Sybella putting herself on the defense on his behalf. The gesture was what humans would call ‘touching’ and he stood in silence for a few moments. The fact that Sybella managed to resist the spirit still drew his curiosity. He regarded her for a moment, his hand reaching towards her. So easy it would be to snap her neck, to choke her and discard her. His fingers itched for it, to wrap around that beautiful, delicate neck and watch life fade from her eyes. Because it meant the extinction of Demici’s direct heir and the extermination of yet another petulant Jedi. The fact that she would be delicious was just cherry on top.
In the end, his thumb brushed away the blood, his digit cool against her warm skin, “I believe you, Sybella,” He said with a nod, his expression genuine, “But no one else will. You can run or you can tap into the powers you know. Remember, they are a part of you. They are your birthright. You did not ask to have them, they came to you, they chose you. You can use them to clear your name.”
He could teleport out easily enough, but he wanted to observe her in action. He drew back from her, gazing ahead right as the Rangers would arrive on the scene.
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