It was starting to become desperate. Sweat dripped from his brow stinging his eyes, as Malerion’s saber whipped back and forth deflecting bolts in every direction. The effort of constant Force manipulation through his body was starting to take hold and his breathing had become deeper. The Sith had pulled some knocked over crates to block off half of the approach giving him some breathing room but still the blaster fire was relentless.
Malerion was about to call the whole thing off and leave Aska to her fate when the door behind him beeped, then a moment later began to unlatch itself. The giant blast doors began to open showing him the inside of the factory. Without a moment's hesitation Malerion darted through the opening doors, before quickly turning and slamming his fist into the panel closing them behind him. A few more deflected shots as the doors closed, then he was alone and in the quiet.
He was panting heavily as he reached for the comm. “Better late than never. Find the organic in charge, I want him screaming as soon as possible.” He said, before deactivating his blade and began moving through the facility.
@Tulos
Malerion was about to call the whole thing off and leave Aska to her fate when the door behind him beeped, then a moment later began to unlatch itself. The giant blast doors began to open showing him the inside of the factory. Without a moment's hesitation Malerion darted through the opening doors, before quickly turning and slamming his fist into the panel closing them behind him. A few more deflected shots as the doors closed, then he was alone and in the quiet.
He was panting heavily as he reached for the comm. “Better late than never. Find the organic in charge, I want him screaming as soon as possible.” He said, before deactivating his blade and began moving through the facility.
@Tulos