.:.The force raged through the dark lord, its darkness resting itself within the pores of the dark lord, a sizzling, emotional power. The darkness of Calamity's closed eyes seemed soothing... through the shadows and darkness sith gained true glory. A new frustration raged itself through the soul of the dark lord. His hands clenched into tight fists as he let lightning rage between his two hands. The bright, magnificent lighting soared through the chamber, its crackling echoing darkly against the palace walls of Calamity. The sith lord stood to his full statue, his broad shoulders like a mountain range. His cold eyes looked around the room, and he stalked towards the wall. He put his hand on the wall, leaning against it... he had to think.:.