The One That Was

[Marcus]

The One That Was
Telos IV, Large City Outskirts
@Marcus (Jedi Marcus, Jedi Brax NPC) @Marf (Sith Andro) @Megilwen (Jedi Laelynn)​

The city was bustling, and the trip was not without its delays. Once you get a freighter outside republic space and this close to rumored Sith space, it always gets dangerous. As dangerous as the far outer rim across the galaxy. General Brax and his padawan Laelynn were not in deep disguise, but they wore overcoats - at least on their landing and arrival. The transport they had used to get here let them fly without notice.

Not that Brax cared about being that secretive. He'd much rather have his blade out glowing proudly than this sneaking around. But it did gain them a bit of an advantage in arriving. So it was prudent this time around.

They didn't expect much trouble, other than possibly gang activity. Brax had heard word that some supplies headed for Tython itself never left Telos and they were here to investigate. He disembarked with the young girl and headed over to the edge of the landing platform on the surface. He pulled out a pad and looked at the info displayed. "Ok, two docking bays over is where our cargo was supposed to depart." It wasn't the safest part of Telos IV, Brax could tell.

Brax nodded his head, heading towards the main starport corridor, assuming Laelynn was at his side. He felt no immediate danger, which was a good thing. That meant, at least for the time being, that they were safe from any sort of trap or ambush. He was good at seeing those activities in the Force - perhaps his former padawan Marcus had rubbed off on him a bit over the years.

@Laelynn

(OOC Backstory: This is a pre-planned mission that happens just before or just AS the timeline begins. Any questions, please direct them at any of the authors.)

 

[Lucy Lou]

It had been a while, or at least it felt like it had been to the young girl, since she'd been out on a mission with Brax. He'd had her studying and memorizing different cultures and training with the Padawans at the temple. As the ship touched down and they stepped out onto solid ground, Lael smoothed the sides of her overcoat while unconsciously checking for her saber. It was a habit that she should probably break as it might just give her away one day, but it wasn't a concern at the top of her mind. Scurrying along, Lael raced to catch up with Brax. Her shorter legs meant that when he was focused, Brax easily could out pace her.

As they walked, Lael took in the surroundings. This part of the city looked a bit run down as if it had seen better days, days long forgotten. Pipes that were exposed looked rusted and there were questionable stains along the walls. "Master Brax." She asked as she moved to walk beside him. "What were the supplies...the cargo, that was supposed to be sent?" She asked. It seemed strange to her than any cargo that was being sent to the Temple would have been sent from a spaceport that looked more fit to serving criminals then honest work. She wasn't one to draw conclusions based on assumptions, but it was hard not to. Maybe the shipping or docking costs were just cheaper out here.

 

[Marcus]

Brax marched on down the corridor and found some signage - it pointed then in the right direction, at least to the cargo bay they were after. Once they rounded the corner of the hallway he chose to answer Lael's inquiry. "Kyber Crystals, I'm told." He continued to walk and as soon as he thought she would reply, he clarified. "Just a handful, stolen from us and later retrieved. And now lost again, it would seem." In truth, he did not have the information of how they got to Telos, although the Jedi Order did know that they were recovered and delivered here. Brax just assumed they were caught on the black market somehow, although that would be assuming a lot, and that would be somewhat preposterous for someone to try to sell them. And a thought he had was that maybe they weren't Kyber afterall... Mysteries abound.

The General looked down the corridor and saw the sign for their target cargo bay. When they got into the area, the door was not locked. But Brax stopped before pressing any buttons. "Alright, kid, see what you can see." He pointed at the lock, hoping Lael could tell them something about the door or the access pad. Her skill wasn't always spot on, but she came through sometimes for them.

@Megilwen

 

[Lucy Lou]

Lael nearly bumped into Brax as he stopped. She'd been paying so close attention to her surroundings that she hadn't even noticed what was going on directly in front of her. "Sorry Master." She mumbled politely. Her eyes opened eagerly at being given something to do, especially something within her skill range. Peeling off one of her ever present gloves, Lael reached out one hand and laid it on the access pad. "Kyber Crystals. Okay." With something specific to focus her ability on it would make it easier for her to clear out all the possible instances she could see. This access pad would be used daily, by multiple people, for multiple cargos and if they didn't want to be standing there forever while she shorted through pasts for the force knows how long then she needed a focus.

Closing her eye, the girl pulled on that ever present and comforting well spring inside her as she concentrated on the Kyber Crystals. There were a rush of images at first that all interlay over like dozens of nearly clear pictures. Hundred of people all in one spot at the same time. It had been overwhelming the first time it had happened to her as a child. Now this rush was familiar, something she knew how to handle. Kyber Crystals. Kyber Crystals. As she thought of her cue, all the extraneous images faded away leaving only the ones that dealt with the crystals. In the vision, it was like she was standing there. A ghostly figure of herself, but she knew that wasn't really the case.

"There were two men...pirates by the looks of them." She spoke aloud describing her visions to Master Brax. "Talking with a third...he's well dressed...maybe a uniform. A port official." She watched as credits exchanged hands. A crooked port official by the look of it. She relayed this information to Brax as well as the watched further.

"Here. The papers for your cargo." The paperwork went to the two smugglers while credits were passed over to the Port Official.

"You'll make sure that there's no record of us or our cargo correct?" Asked of the men shifting nervously on his feet.

"What cargo?" The Port Official responded as he turned and walked away, his pockets jingling a little from his recently acquired funds.

There was a little bit of silence before the first smuggler spoke again. "Ye don't think he'll turn us in for the Crystals? I don't wanna be hunted my them Jedi."

The second smuggler reached out and slapped the back of the first's head. "Quiet you dolt!" He hissed as he turned to head back into the cargo bay. The electric doors slide open and then shut with a hiss.

Lael thought the vision would end there but it continued. She watched as people moved up and down the halls of the space port. Some running, some pushing hoover carts loaded with crates, others just taking their time. Finally, when she began to question why the vision was continuing a dark figure turned toward the hanger bay doors. Cloaked in black clothing and a face mask covering her face, she headed directly through the doors after inputting a code into the door. The figure sent chills down Lael's spine. Something twinged inside her, but she didn't recognize what that was. The force warning her maybe? A chill in the air with her body? Something else entirely?

As the door slide shut behind the figure, the vision ended drawing Lael back her Master. "Someone else went in there. A buyer perhaps. She certainly didn't look upstanding." She finished speaking as she began pulling on the long glove again, while looking at him for their next step.

 

[Marcus]

Brax looked on at Laelynn as she described what she saw from the panel. At first it all tied in to what Brax assumed was the cause - pirates or thieves, stealing this cargo, trying to sell it off to those who could benefit. The crystals would ultimately go back to the Sith for who knows what. That all seemed to line up with what Brax knew or had surmised.

But then she began to talk about the one who didn't look upstanding, and a shiver went down Brax's spine. It was an unpleasant taste of the Force, a tingling sensation that told him something wasn't right. But this was no ordinary perception through the Force - there was something here. His eyes grew a bit wider and he looked a bit off from Lael with an absent glare. "Good," was all he said in response. He looked on to the door as he motioned to the panel, for her to open it up.

As they walked through they would head up towards the landing pad and there would be nothing. Well, not at first glance. Brax used the same codes Lael had to access another panel up the way and began scanning, the slicer kit from Marcus coming in handy. His hands shook at times, and his angst would almost be palpable. "They were here, as you said. The shipment was set to be picked up off-world at another location though. Getting the coordinates."

Brax continued to type into the console, getting a bit less nervous as his focus grew back towards the initial mission parameters. Why would they go off to another place to be picked up? Perhaps they were sharing a cut? Perhaps the new owners didn't want to be seen in town? Perhaps there was yet a third buyer? It was puzzling to say the least. "Ok, got em." The slicer kit back in his pocket. "Let's find a shuttle and head over. We'll come back for the ship later. We need to move."

Brax headed back down the ramp to go find a public area. He had enough credits to procure a cheap speeder of some sorts. He paused and looked back at Laelynn who was catching back up. "You ready for this, kid? This might get heavy." He had a more paternal, friendly look in his eyes this time, without the worry from moments ago. He was masking it well.

 

[Marf]

As the bright young Padawan and her beloved master reached the outskirts of the city, the screech of TIE fighters drowned out the wind and soared over the villagers. A small fleet of shuttles descended from the atmosphere and dropped onto the planet's surface below. Sith troopers and warriors readied their weapons before disembarking onto their assigned task, the eradication of the Telos gangs smuggling their artifacts. It was a discovery which had quickly lead to another, a lead to Jedi Knights stationed on the world. Telos was a place were refute and dissidence went to hide, where they could wander nonchalantly without fear of oppression, but the Sith Brotherhood had found them. Their destruction would be swift, and it would be memorable.

The boarding ramps of the shuttles slammed downward onto the dusty earth. War boots thumping against metal could be heard throughout the outskirts of the village. Brax and his Padawan would be meet with the site of Sacred Band troops and their Sith Warrior brethren descending upon Telos' surface. The final Sith shuttle closed on the ground next to the Jedi and lowered it's ramp. An imposing figure cased entirely in armour marched slowly downward, their massive durasteel boots heavily pressing the soft ground. The armour was the thickest black and encased the figure's entire body, the respirator in the helmet darkened their speech, making gender entirely indiscernible. This was Andromeda, Warrior of the Sith, known to her military kin as Captain Xeon.

Her gait was long and heavy, emanating unabashed masculinity and dominance. As she strode forward towards the Jedi, a Sacred Band Commander heartily saluted her, and she drew her lightsaber. There had been no powerful speech, no awe-inspiring build-up or display of cruelty. Andromeda trusted her men with their assigned tasks and knew it would be an insult to repeat the orders. She treated them as she wished for herself to be treated by her own superiors, for it was the Sacred Band that Andromeda personally identified, not the religious fanatics who wore robes and talked to ghosts all day. In this moment, she was one with what she was. Warrior. A force of defiance and physical destruction.

"Leave no survivors, Commander. This is my fight."

The voice was pitch deep and marred with a raspy tone from the helmet's respirator. The commander saluted once more and gave his men their orders. The Stormtroopers fell into their allotted instructions and began to open fire on the gangs. They were cut-throats, rapists and thieves no doubt and Andromeda had no qualms with watching them die. The warrior stopped before the Jedi General, she stood at six foot four in her thick-soled boots and helmet. There would be no arrogant display before the Jedi, only his swift demise.

@Marcus @Megilwen

 

[Lucy Lou]

Lael had noticed Brax's initial worry at her vision. Whatever could cause her Master to worry was certainly something that she needed to be aware of. However, as he checked the access pad using the same code she's found earlier, and information flashed across the screen he seemed to grow comfortable again. So the young padawan pushed the worry from her own mind.

Brax turned and left the hanger with his long quick strides again, causing Lael to hurry after him. It was easy enough to find a shuttle, there were plenty for rent as well as taxis for all those just making it planet side. With a speeder, the pair quickly made it to the coordinates that the computer had given them. Sure enough, there was a ship there in a clearing some pirates milling about as if waiting for something. Probably waiting for their buyer.

They'd barely been there for a minute, didn't even had taken time to make their presence known to the pirates, when ships flew over head the screeching noise of their engines making everyone look up. The pirates scurried for their weapons as the ship landed and troops descended from the landing ramp. The certainly weren't anything Lael recognized right off, not republic to be sure. The down the ramp came a figure in black armor that reflected the sunlight. A face mask hid many of the mighty figure's features, but Lael could feel a dark power that just seemed to flow in waves. The figure held a lightsaber in her hand. Sith. They really were back. The girl was a little shocked.

There'd been rumors, but there were always rumors. Now the truth was evident. The girl drew her saber igniting the green blade moving to stand beside Brax as blaster fire rang out among the clearing as the troopers started to attack the pirates who dove for cover and stared returning the fire.

 

[Marcus]

Brax jumped off the speeder to the same sights as Lael. The general saw the pirates off a bit, but barely had time to think of a plan. He had hoped to just swoop in and get the crates back, or perhaps sneak a peak at their buyer before doing so. But the unmistakable fly-by and arrival of craft that screamed Sith, or empires and warlord of centuries past, swallowed his plans. And as that shiny black Sith figure left her own ship, Brax swallowed a lump, not sure if Lael's description of a dark figure matched this woman. Probably not, or maybe. It didn't matter. This woman was here to clean up whatever mess was happening. And that included the two Jedi.

Brax felt the energy and emotion in Lael, felt the blade ignite, felt her focus. He didn't look at her, but kept his eyes on Andro as he turned his head to speak to Lael. "Find the crate, that's the goal now." He spoke quietly, and handed her a datapad with the tracking information. "I'll handle this."

(Brax is basically Darach - B.A. Jedi Fighter! lol)​

General Brax ignited his deep-blue saber stepping forward, giving no attention to any response Lael might give, although not as a brushoff which she would probably understand. He didn't want this fight, not today. He didn't want Laelynn to miss the fight and experience. He didn't want to leave her here, finding the crystals on her own, fending against the thieves of Telos. But as he had noted earlier on, Marcus had rubbed off on him too much over the years, and he knew this was his destiny. The Sith were back, and Brax would be a first taste of blood. He said nothing, held in his fear and anxiety well, and compelled his will and energy and love of the Light of the Force to be at his side. The Force was with him, and Andro would have a fight in front of her before she could even spare an instant of thought on anything else.

She was menacing, but Brax sensed she wasn't the top dog in what was the emerging Sith presence. No matter - it would be a tough battle for both. "What brings you out to this fine dustbowl of a village, my dear?" He took a defensive stance, saber facing her and pointing slightly at an angle towards her face.

 

[Marf]

A vast scape of dusty brown earth soared beyond the cyborg Warrior and her enemy. Andromeda stood like a black, polished statue before him, allowing her anger to build with each moment that passed. Fear hung on the air and tinged her senses, she felt it growing within the body of the young girl, while confidence and power radiated from the master Jedi. Like Andromeda, he was a formidable combatant, but he was everything she was not. General Brax stood, a defender of the Light Side, in stark contrast before Andromeda, a bio-mechanical perversion of the natural Force. The space between them diminished as the Warrior took a step further.

Raising her gloved and gauntleted hands, Andromeda grasped her helmet lifted it from her head, following the shrill whistle and pop of air as it detached from her respirator. Her usually exaggerated bleach blonde hair had flattened with sweat, giving it a slick and grimy appearance. Dark shadows and premature lines marred her powerful gaze, her mechanical eyes glowed red against her milk-white features. She was a blunt insult to all concepts of benevolence and femininity. Andromeda's double eyelids blinked once, and she released her hold on the helmet, allowing it to drop heavily onto the ground.

The truth was, Andromeda didn't give less of shit about the artifacts. The pirates could keep the Sorcerer sect's precious toys for all she cared, she was only on Telos to deal with the presence of the Jedi. However, if the Sorcerers didn't get their artifacts, she could earn herself a one-way ticket back to their laboratories. The orders were frustrating, and insulting, but she knew it wise to follow them. Brax's words sent a tidal wave of rage pulsating through Andromeda's ever fibre. "My dear". It was a blatant verbal degradation of her strength and composure. She spoke, in a low, raspy tone which grazed the surface of her breath.

"You will not mock me, pious fuck."

Almost instantaneously after she had uttered the words, Andromeda lunched forth her hand and gripped Brax' neck in a veritable Force Choke, whilst ignoring his lightsaber. Her intentions were beyond simply harming him, the young Padawan was still present. The young girl could not have been over thirteen years old and Andromeda did not regard herself as a sadist, she would not kill the master of front of this child. She did, however, intend to frighten Laelynn into running safely from view.

@Marcus @Megilwen

 

[Lucy Lou]

Lael hesitated as Brax told her to go find the crystals and to leave the Sith to him. She didn't want to leave him alone and yet she knew she'd only get in the way of the fight. She took a few steps back, her light saber still ignited as Brax turned his attention back to the Sith, asking her to her purpose here. "May the force be with you Master." She whispered loud enough for him to hear, before turning and heading toward the fighting troops and the pirates at a slow jog.

The girl worried her lip between her teeth still looking back at the Sith and her Master. She fought with herself in her mind. The argument of staying with her Master or following his orders causing her to go back and forth. However, she had to push her personal fight out of her head as she got nearer to where the fighting was occurring. Keeping her saber up, Lael batted away the occasional blaster bolt as she got closer, but for the most part the pirates and troopers were distracted enough fighting each other that they didn't pay much attention for her.

She got near enough to the stacked crates, however, closer to the crates mean drawing the attentions of the pirates and the troopers. Sure enough one of the troopers, noticed the girl and turned to fire at her. She deflected the bolts easily with her saber and managed to deflect one just right to hit the man's hand causing him to drop the blaster. Lael preferred not to kill and that was probably a child-like ideal that she'd need to grow out of. Was there really a right side or a wrong side? Everyone fought for some idealistic belief of their own. What made one better or worse than the other? She'd always been curious as to what really drove the Sith. Why those teachings were so much more attractive then the Jedi's?

Lael made a face as she blocked a few more bolts. Now was not the time to be going all philosophical. She'd discuss it with Brax after this was all done. In the mean time, she knew she needed to focus on the task at hand, finding the crystals. A loud shout drew her attention as the soldier whose weapon she'd disarmed, was cut down by the pirate's fire. She made it to one stack of crates, not the ones the pirates were currently using for cover. She moved behind the crates only to be surprised by a pirate who'd hidden behind them, apparently choosing to leave his companions to their fate against the Sith's troops. She barely managed to twist out of the way of a blaster bolt in her surprise. The plasma burned a hole through her robes as she brought her saber around to deflect as second.

 

[Marcus]

Brax gasped as the Force gripped his throat. He had been choked several times before, although never choked out. Andromeda was powerful and this one hurt. A lot. He grabbed at his throat as if there was a physical burden on him, instinctively. And then he realized a second or two after what she did and sent a Force Slam her way. Whether it was because of the Slam or the fact that Laelynn went across the battlefield, the choke went down and he re-ignited his saber.

The general breathed in for a short second and shook his head, still keeping his eyes on the Sith. "Choke on my piety," he said as he used the Force to leap up and come down in front of her, bring his saber blade in a downwards strike. He was ready for her to block, and he was also prepared for a counterstrike from her blade, or perhaps another Force Slam/Choke, knowing they would flick several blows at each other for gauge. But going off her demeanor and her skill thus far, and his senses, this would be tough but quick...

@Marf
((Short and sweet... err bitter? :P ))

 

[Marf]

The Force slam was powerful enough to throw Andromeda back six or seven meters. Trajectorizing her landing with the Force, the two hundred and fifty pound cyborg crashed down onto the dry earth. Her massive armoured boots crushed the crumbling soil underneath her feet. Dropping to one knee as she landed, Andromeda extended a hand to re-collect her lightsaber. Slowly, she rose from her crouched position to face the Jedi. The young warrior of darkness gathered her focus, her rage was pitched and heightened. Brax had made a fool of her, he could not go unpunished.

Out of the corner of her eye, Andromeda could make out a small figure with pin-straight brown hair fleeing the scene, the Padawan was getting away. Sith and Sacred Band forces had almost emptied the dusty plain to move into the town. Only Andromeda and Brax were left. Silence pervaded the landscape, dust from the slam clouded the air and muted the surroundings. The burning smell of blastfire lingered as the debris began to settle. Through her keen cybernetic eyes, Andromeda could make out her victim. Every single source of pain and irritation she felt, was now transformed into unabashed, channeled fury. She rose to her feet, extended a leg and began to run towards the doomed man.

Andromeda would allow Laelynn to make her escape, she was a child, a baby, and was of no threat to the Sith and while she was out of view, Andro would take her victory. Within several feet of Brax, Andromeda threw herself into the strongest Force leap she could muster. The full weight of her frame came crushing down as she planted her massive boot onto the ground. Her saber remained attached to her belt, she would not need it. With one hand, she grabbed Brax' saber arm and wrenched the bone clean out of it's socket, a sharp pop echoed throughout the dust, followed by an explosive burst of blood and fluid. As his arm was severed, Andromeda delivered a heavy head-butt to the Jedi general which would knock him to the ground.

As the Jedi fell, no doubt dizzy from concussion, Andromeda regained her posture and stood upright. She towered over him like a durasteel titan, the blastfire in the distance reflecting in her shining black armour. Detaching her lightsaber from her belt, Andro ignited the blade and swung it around a few times as she paced back and forth before her defeated foe. Her synthetic gaze insulted Brax as she stared him down.

"Your light has abandoned you, zealot."

Hyper-religious, pious fools, all of them. The Jedi Knights, the Sith Sorcerers, they were different only in their Force alignments, but they were just as deluded and superstitious as the other. The Force was no god to be worshiped, it was a resource to exploit. If the Force was truly one all-seeing being, then Andromeda would never have come to be. These Jedi crusaders, they mocked her very conception and existence, for Andromeda, the war on their holy rapture was personal.

"The Force is no deity, fool. It is not a sentient entity. It does not have laws or morals, the Force is cruel."

@Megilwen

 

[Lucy Lou]

Lael leaped the short distance to the pirate who'd fired at her, bring her saber down and across her body effectively cleaving the blaster in two. The pirate, while twice her size, looked at her like she was the most terrifying thing she'd ever seen. Throwing out her hand the young girl pushed the man, unlike her friend Rhonan, Lael had less skill at larger force pushes and the man only thudded against the crates behind him. The girl was quick to move though to keep her advantage. Bring her saber up and pointing it at the man's throat in a threatening manner. It was a bluff, but he didn't need to know that.

"Where are the crystals?" She demanded, wishing this would hurry so she could get back to Master Brax.

"Cr....rry....stt...allls?" The pirate stuttered as he leaned away from the humming weapon.

"The Kyper Crystals that were stolen from the Jedi." She moved the blade closer to pirate.

"Oh right thoooose Crystals." He said eyes wide as he pointed to a nearby crate. "They're in there. Just...can I go...." He asked hopefully.

Instead, she unignited her saber and hit the man in the temple with the hilt, watching him drop unconscious. Hurrying over to the crate, pried it open with the force, pulling out the nails in a hurry as she need to get back to Brax. There, right on top and mixed in with all kinds of other stolen goods, was a bag. She could feel the force emanating from the bag, so that she didn't even need to look. Slipping the bag into a pocket of her robes she turned to run back to her Master, only to find him on the ground. His arm gone and the Sith standing over him.

Lael ran and as soon as she was close enough she leaped through the air with a force enhanced jump, bringing her landing between the Sith and her Master. "STOP!" She was probably being foolish and getting herself killed, but she had to try.

@Marcus

 

[Marcus]

Brax writhed in pain as the damage was done. How could he have been so foolish or under-skilled to let this happen? She was in fact hit by his skilled power, but her retort was strong and so were her arms. He gathered himself up from the ground, not feeling well - losing an arm and being hit quite hard was difficult to stay conscious from. But Brax was a keen and powerful warrior.

Suddenly Lael jumped in between the two and yelled. All he could do was shake his head, looking down. Andro's statement was right, at this point. And he had seen it coming once Lael had used her innate skill to describe their target. Marcus' foresight before the mission was quite ingenious.

"Lael..." He found it hard to speak. "Complete the mission." He was panting a bit, avoiding passing out, calling upon adrenaline, and most of all, preparing for a final action. He spared no more words for her, hoping she would understand, and used a Force Push on Lael, just enough to push her away from his action.

Brax looked up at Andro. "I'll show you abandoned light, Sith!" He gritted his teeth, stretch out his attached arm, and looked up into the sky. His body would glow and a shimmer, nay a beam, of white light would begin to grow from him, shooting upwards, extending out a few meters. Given his state, this wall of light would not be nearly strong enough to sever the Force or harm Andro in any kind of permanent way. But it wouldn't feel good, even at a distance. And it would maybe give Lael a chance to live another day. And that was all he could hope for, as the great Jedi General drew his last breath. When the light would die down a few seconds later, he would be joined with the Force.


((OOC: Hopefully that's not OP too much. Wanted him to go out with a bang... literally. ;) @Marf ))

 

[Marf]

In the seconds before Andromeda prepared to land her killing blow, the shrill cries of a child interrupted her furious onslaught. It was the young Padawan, with a expression of grief upon her countenance so terrible, it pulled at Andro's heartstrings like a wrench and instantly shifted her demeanor. How low had these so called "crusaders of the light" sunk, to send children into battle zones? Andromeda halted dead in her stance as she held the saber and stood before Laelynn. She was tiny compared to Andro, it would be like crushing a newborn kitten in her bare fists. The durasteel covered monster gazed into the eyes of the Padawan, her mechanical, respirator covered visage meeting Lael's tear stained own. A lump form in Andro's throat, she couldn't do it.

Having almost forgotten about her defeated foe, Andromeda's attention was diverted towards the dying Brax as the Light Side itself seemingly spilled from his mangled body and formed into a spear which would send the Sith Warrior hurling backwards, but not before she uttered one last word to the Padawan.

"Run!"

The Jedi General collapsed, and a magnificent beam of pristine energy resonated from his shattered form and veritably assaulted the Sith Warrior. Andromeda was thrown off her feet several meters, where she managed to hold her feet and crash firmly into the dirt. The weight of the Force was felt throughout her entire body and she would no doubt bruised. As the dust cleared, she scanned the area for the Padawan, who had since fled. Standing up right and attaching her weapon to her belt, Andromeda gazed down at the ground with an expression of deep regret and stabbing conflict. With a dirty glove, she ripped the respirator from her face and fiercely bit her lip. A Sacred Band Commander soon approached her from the side, but it was a while before his Captain spoke.

"Report to Ziost. We have victory."

[End Thread]​

@Megilwen