A satisfying screaming rang in the chamber. Old Saris’ head went flying and whatever magic commanded his corpse evaporated. Charlotte smiled. She really had hated that old man. How many times had he terrorized her as an Acolyte…leering while she worked through her lessons. The Order was better off without lecherous Saris. She released the Force to focus on the dark tunnel ahead. Aadya was perfectly correct on the dangers of the Terentateks. That one was smart. Charlotte could feel the Darkness pulling them in. The pulse was unmistakable. Her smile widened. It was all so obviously a terrible trap…that they had no choice but to spring.
Her concentration momentarily shifted to Ianthe limping over. Great. She was injured. Charlotte was under no delusions about her chances of success against a pack of Terentateks. They would need each Acolyte and her abilities combined. She rolled her eyes, digging into the pockets of her robes. Her Masters insisted she bring bacta packs in case of emergencies. She tossed it at the young red haired Sith. “So you don’t slow us down.” Her gaze swept across the group, a withering stare landing on each of them. “If even one of us kriffs up…the rest die.” She pointed down the tunnel. “Aadya did not oversell the beasts, they were chosen as guards by the ancient Lords for a reason. The Terentateks kill indiscriminately and with startling efficiency.” She clicked her tongue. “They will happily rend our flesh from our bones.” Her smile widened. “Time to find them.”
Charlotte marched off towards the pull of the Darkness. She assumed the other would follow, she would stop if the did not, but there was only one way out of the tome. Forward. The Darkness was waiting for them and she just could not wait to get started.
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