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"ENOUGH!" Destrus' temper had finally reached its boiling point. He had given the Wermal Acolyte several warnings, but the Sith would not listen. Finally willing to enter the fray, Destrus' plan changed slightly. "Defend the boy," he told himself. He wanted to appear as a friend to the Jedi...

Destrus took note of Severus' face as he dealt with the incoming Wermal. There was emotion. Lots of it. That wasn't the Jedi way. But it was the way of the Sith. Destrus had been feeding on his emotions as a source of his power for years. If he could teach that to this boy, well, he could bring...

The incoming attack from Poothaniel came as a shock to Destrus. He had been keeping his guard up to intercept any attacks from the prisoner, but not from one of his own. The attack wasn't targetted directly at Destrus, but would surely come his way if the Jedi decided to move out of the way...

Destrus moved through the metal hallways of the facility to where the newly acquired prisoner was being held. A Jedi. His yellow eyes burned with a mixture of excitement and anger. He was happy to have a Jedi in his grasp, but just the thought of a Jedi made him aggressive. He wished he could...