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Post by Azrea Thrune on Nov 5, 2021 11:10:05 GMT -8
The Royal Guard saw briefly as the shaded figure was fleeing into a side corridor, away from the hangar bay, shooting down another enemy Stormtrooper as the path was blocking up.
"After them!", she commanded the surrounding Shadow Troopers, making sure that they would clear the path for her. It seemed as if the corridor into which they fled was mostly cleared of her own men, the corpses of Diarchy troopers and the lower troopers of the invading forces laying across the path. While they rushed away from the hangar bay, moving further into the ship, Azrea stated something briefly into her com link, before they eventually approached the juncture.
Seeing that one shadowy guard attempts to stand in her way, their lightsaber staff readied, it didn't take long for her men to react upon the intruder to fire upon. Deflecting the charges, most of the Shadow Troopers seeked cover from their own shots, a few regular Stormtroopers dying on the spot straight away.
It wasn't too shady for Azrea to realize what this guardsman attempted to do. He was not more than a distraction, possibly even a smaller fish in the whole net. Knowing that she would lose the trail of their leader, she ordered a swift charge of the Shadow troopers into melee, giving her the ammount of time to get into their range, dodge an attack and knock them of their position, so that the way was briefly free.
As the end of the force pike detonated on the ground, some of Azrea's allies fell to the ground as well, stunned in the process. Sacrifices to the greater cause.
Those, that hadn't failed the challenge followed after their leader, leaving most of the retiniue behind as solely three Shadow Guards were now onto the corridor where Azrea tried to track down the fugitive invader. To some case it probably would have been easier to just kill the force user that tried to delay her, yet they would expect her to duel them.
No, for her objective she had to track down the infiltrating forces' leader.
"Azrea to Bridge, seal of the corridors in Section B3,4 and 5. This is a direct order, comply or you shall be punished in the Emperor's name."
It was a simple order to ensure that her prey wouldn't spread out over the corridors of the areas near the hangar section. With reinforcements hopefully on their way and the Incinerator troopers dealing hopefully with the force user behind her, the Royal Guard would utilize the chaos to her own advantage, given that she knew this ship and it's corridors quite well. The Manticore was a regular ISD II, so she had no doubts that the enemy knew the rough layout as well, yet given that the ship served over several years under High Moff Torkan's command some of the layouts aside the corridors had been altered to fit the ISD's function as the High Moff's mobile base of operation.
Slight differences, yet important to know.
Reinforcements in the form of further Death Corps Troopers were already on their way, making Azrea confident that they could contain the problem and bring down the mysterious force user, that had borded their ship for unknown intentions.
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Post by Darth Xitan on Nov 5, 2021 21:04:51 GMT -8
From the sounds of battle behind him, the delay was working well. The Hand of the Supreme Leader veered right this time, moving down a new set of corridors. However, it didn't take long for him to come across the sealed bulkheads. At a three way juncture, the Sith looked forward, left, and then right. His second, and remaining, Shadow Guard stood as statue before being addressed by his superior. This persistent Guardsman was likely not far behind with her reinforcements.
=Xazatar=
Delay her.
The command was simple and straight to the point as the Hand lift his hand, gesturing right. The bulkhead groaned and then crumpled slightly, ensuring the way was blocked. The same was done to the left, narrowing the means of escape and passage. With the door in front, it was forced to be raised with two hands extended. Once on the other side, it slammed downward... and the metal too was crumpled. The Hand looks at the broken bulkhead and sneers beneath his mask. The Guardsman thought she was leading him into a trap, but it was the Hand that did exactly that in return.
As the Sith made his way forward, the Shadow Guard turns to face the oncoming Stormtroopers, led by their elite Guardsman. He stamps the butt of his lightsaber pike twice before throwing his dark cloak to the floor. The towering and armored figure then ignites his pike, allowing a crimson blade to come into view. The glowing red visor upon his helmet watched and waited... before charging forward, his hand extending to unleash a Force Push at the enemy who came forward.
Further ahead, the Sith came to a place within the Star Destroyer that all know of. It was a larger conference room, utilized by the ship's command staff. There were several doorways in this particular room, an excellent place for the final confrontation. Calmly, the Hand keys his wrist, signaling the advancement of several Dark Troopers that would heed this call. Some would come bloodied, others would come damaged, and perhaps a few as fresh as they were out of the factory. But they would come and serve as the among the last pieces. As the Hand waited, he keyed in a frequency on the meeting table's console. A direct link to the one who would ensure this Guardsman's destined future.
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Post by Azrea Thrune on Nov 6, 2021 8:46:02 GMT -8
Pushed away by the force power, Azrea struggled, managing midair to turn around herself in a way that she would land on her feet, the Diarchy troopers next to her having less luck than her. Aggressively she answered the attack by taking quickly the E11D-blaster carbine of one trooper, firing a barrage of laser fire upon the Shadow Guard. She knew that her opponent wouldn't have troubles to defend against the fast repeating fire of blaster bolts, if he was expierienced enough to withstand the intensity of several blaster shots at once, however it was a good distraction for what she had actually in mind. Throwing a Sonic Imploder from the equipment of her elite troops right after, she knew that the Guard had only two options: Either focus on the fire or on the detonator, making them at least recieve a wound. In either way there was a chance for them opening up the way for her, given that any sane being would retreat.
The Force could do many things, but Azrea knew that every force user had their limits.
Seeking cover herself, she already prepared her force pike and blaster to charge in, once the attack was performed. It barely mattered that only few of her own troopers had managed to follow up with her, for she was used to fight the battle alone.
She was the Emperor's Chosen, a Royal Guard after all. They either managed to keep up with her or she finished the job without them.
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Post by Darth Xitan on Nov 6, 2021 9:01:20 GMT -8
The Shadow Guard watched as the device was thrown. The armored being knew there had to be delays, just long enough for his superior to set up the necessary trap for this Imperial Guardsman. As much as the warrior wanted to fight the Guardsman, his focus was to be the Stormtroopers, these Diarchy would-be soldiers. There was a third option, after all, between the two of either focusing the fire or on the detonator: charge. Ignoring the oncoming device, and blessed with speed augmented by the Force, the Shadow Guard charged the Diarchy Stormtroopers and began slashing through a couple of them. His lightsaber pike twirled in the air, deflecting bolts back as the Force was used to slam troopers against the wall. Not as much fun as anticipated, but it would open the necessary hole that Azrea needed to go through.
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Post by Azrea Thrune on Nov 6, 2021 10:43:02 GMT -8
The attack of the Shadow Guard was at first surprising, yet favorable for Azrea.
Given her own repetoire of attacks, she passed by the guardian in front of her, slashing it briefly with her force pike, while continiueing on within the hunt, knowing that the mass of her men could deal with the rabble on their own - wheras if not, she would return and finish the job properly.
For now though she had more interest in cutting off the head of the hydra - would the leader die, so would the command chain and thus the resistance that the Manticore met.
To some sorts she wondered what the other Diarchy members would have done, yet she assumed, that none of them except for maybe Darkstar or the Inquisitor would have stayed for this battle.
Taking a loss just because the numbers seem overwhelming - for the Royal Guard this was no option.
If Palpatine would have ordered them to fight on their own an entire legion of soldiers, there wouldn't have been any hesitation, just pure devotion towards the test, that was imposed upon them.
For Azrea this was nothing more of a test. A test of her own patience, a test of overcoming the impossible odds again and again.
Oddly enough she felt some pleasure within the challenge and it's surrounding slaughter, for the odds weren't even in her favor to begin with.
Now however the interesting part would begin, as she chased down the enemy leader. From what she had seen most of these men were imperials, probably another ragtag group like the soldiers of the Diarchy. Technologywise they seemed to have already obtained lost secrets of the Empire like the Dark Trooper project. The High Moff's plans on this existed as well, yet the rescources for it weren't ready.
No matter the Diarchy's own failure, the idea of annexing this splinter group into her own ranks was something that Azrea liked.
From where these five Star Destroyers came, more could possibly await her.
And with their imperial warlord removed, she could simply annex the survivors, force them into submission, once he and his underlings have perished.
Their fleet support could serve Azrea's own agenda as well, when it came to shifting powers within the Diarchy. For there could be only one true leader...
Approaching further she eventually tracked down the one she was searching, as another Dark Trooper was about to grab her, near the entrance of the conference room. Furious, Azrea dodged the attack, the trooper opening fire on her again. This one was in a worse shape than the one she had fought before, set partially ablaze by the fire of her own Stormtrooper's weapons, yet seemed to have survived it - until now.
The shock stun to the ground made the droid-like supersoldier stumble into the metal door that opened up behind him, allowing Azrea to manually close the door again with a swift handscan. Pressure build up again within the door, crunshing the durable Dark Trooper helplessly between it for a short time, just before she finished the job similiary to how she executed the last one.
Again the door opened, the Trooper now laying stiff and lifeless on the ground, while the red-cloaked figure entering was now eyeing the dark figure in front of her.
Silently her visor met his, two warriors standing now in front of eachother.
One a force user, another trained to bring down a force user without the means of the force.
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Post by Darth Xitan on Nov 6, 2021 10:51:37 GMT -8
The Hand stood there, behind the conference table, as Azrea stormed into the conference room. The air of confidence around her was rather intriguing. She must think that all the advantage was in her hands, that all the cards were within her clutches. The Sith marveled at such a foe for most ended to cower or hide compared to this one. She was an Imperial Guardsman, that was certain. She had risen to the challenge, followed the lure of the Hand, and fell right into his hands.
=Xazatar=
Impressive.
The first words were spoken by the Sith before he keyed his wrist beneath his cloak. The various doors of the conference room opened, revealing that the Sith had command! Each of the doors revealed a Dark Trooper. A few had blood smeared on them, a couple were damaged, and the remaining looked fresh and ready to fight. Their triangle red eyes turned in unison toward the Imperial Guardsman before blasters were brought to bear and leveled at Azrea. Once more, the Sith keyed his wrist device, causing all the doors to shut and lock.
=Xazatar=
I don't like disturbances... and I know my Master would want your undivided attention, Imperial Guardsman.
The ship shuddered slightly causing the helmet to glance up a bit. His senses expanded and felt more death within the air around them. It wasn't another transport... no, it was debris from another ship within the vicinity of the Manticore. The lower half of the Sith's helmet revealed a pale chin and lips. The lips curled into a cruel smile as the Sith looked at Azrea.
=Xazatar=
Another one of your ships are gone... we had best conclude this or there won't be much left to gain beyond yourself.
The Hand then turns, looking at the emblem of the Diarchy just off to their left.
=Xazatar=
Why do you serve a false emblem, Imperial Guardsman?
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Post by Azrea Thrune on Nov 6, 2021 11:35:27 GMT -8
"I serve the Emperor and noone else."
The guardsman took her pike, throwing back her robe, as beneath it the armour of the Royal Guard was revealed. Flexible, protective and still deadly for those that were trained within the secret techniques and the traditional fighting style, that their men and women obtained at the end of their training. Few made it up to this position and even under Daala's tutorship the training doctrines were more than rough for Azrea.
Her life was fully committed towards the Empire.
"What we sacrifice here doesn't matter to me, for the Diarchy is nothing than another mean to restore the Galactic Empire towards it's former glory, so that Palpatine may return once more", she solely explained herself, "Warlords like you or those, that lead the Diarchy mean nothing to me. I'll take your head, then take your Master's head and submit your forces afterwards into the services of the Empire.
Or are you just another hound of the First Order? In that case I will enjoy breaking you and your petty army in Palpatine's name even more!"
She was looking around, seeking for a potential solution of how she could escape this scharade, realizing that the Dark Troopers in greater numbers could indeed mean a challenge, even for an experienced warrior like her. Flooding the room with gas was sadly not an option, as everyone, including herself had most certainly equipment with them, that would prevent them from suffocating.
One of the few tricks that she had learnt from her mentor, as otherwise she would just have pulled the trigger.
Now, however, there were only few options left.
Well, as long as the Sith talked, she had still enough time to think through her plan again.
For in this case she was dependent on her own.
Like usual.
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Post by Darth Xitan on Nov 6, 2021 12:10:12 GMT -8
Xazatar smirked visibly at the remarks of the Imperial Guardsman. This one was skilled, but she was delusional to a degree. She believed that the Diarchy was nothing more than a means to restore the Galactic Empire? Intelligence showed otherwise. The Council of Seven concluded that this Diarchy was nothing more than a vainglorious petty kingdom, a true Warlord domain that the Guardsman believed he was. The Sith shook his head quietly.
=Xazatar=
You believe us to be the First Order? Then you are as delusional as you are in believing that your Diarchy can restore the Empire.
Calmly, the Sith reaches forward and keys the console of the conference room. Then lights began to dim and the black dome rose up slightly as the holotransmitter was activated. For a moment, a bluish glow was all that illuminated the Guardsman, the Sith, and the Dark Troopers. When this occurred, the Dark Troopers lowered their blasters and turned to face the holotransmitter.
=Xazatar=
I serve the Prophet of the Three Emperors. The one who is the voice of Vitiate, Sidious, and Krayt. You... you serve no one.
The holotransmitter flared to life seconds later. A figure was shown to Azrea, garbed in dark robes. His shoulders, and up, were covered in golden ornament, revealing a master that mirrored that of the Dread Masters of old. There was an absolute darkness to the being that was shown before Azrea. The mask shifts about before noticing Xazatar behind him. The Hand bows his head slightly to his master before the Supreme Leader focused now upon Azrea.
=????=
So this is the Imperial Guardsman that our intelligence picked up about. That serves this pathetic excuse of the Imperial legacy...
The Prophet of the Dark Side speaks to Azrea directly. Slightly, the mask tilts to the side as the holo-image takes in the appearance of the Imperial Guardsman. For a long time, it felt like the individual was examining and looking into her mind somehow. Then, the Sith spoke further.
=????=
Why serve those that are lesser in the eyes of Sidious? Why be chained to those who only bind you to their cause, but keep you on a tight leash? Even the old Guardsmen of the Emperor had greater freedoms. They were permitted to hunt down the enemies of the Empire and serve as extensions of the Dark Lord's will and order. Yet, here you are... a guard dog more so than a guardsman. Pathetic...
The Sith's venomous word at the end comes with a hiss. The Supreme Leader had been quite intrigued in meeting one that was raised up as the inheritor of the Guardsmen, only to find this one was nothing but what was said before, a guard dog for lesser individuals. The Supreme Leader's focus remained solely on Azrea.
=????=
You do not serve the will of Sidious nor his legacy. And I can sense that you are starting to believe that. You spout this... allegiance to the greater cause, but you are blinded by its rot and rust. Fanaticism and loyalty are greater traits, but only to a true cause.
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Post by Azrea Thrune on Nov 6, 2021 12:49:38 GMT -8
The Royal Guard hesitated for a moment, especially after the mysterious figure showed up. Apparently the master, a robed leader.
Hearing that they served three Emperors, including Sidious, was somewhat that surprised Azrea. Not necessarily because she saw it as heresy, but rather that this cult, should they speak the truth, worshipped three individuals that had wielded once great power over the galaxy.
It pained her that her inner conflict could be felt by the strange entity, this supposed "Master".
"If you speak the truth and know me so well, why do you come now to persuade me?", she hissed, the visor of her helmet now pinpointing the holographic figure, "I had hibernated for decades within the cold coffin of a cryochamber just to be found by the Diarchy's lackeys, ignored by your cult. I was told of the state to which the galaxy has fallen, have heard of the travesty that has befallen the core regions and claims itself to be the 'New Empire'... what was left of the true Empire was nothing more than bickering warlords."
Gritting her teeth behind her mask she didn't speak further. All that needed to be known was said, her obligation towards aiding Torkan has by now diminished already.
Yet he knew that her only loyality lied with solely one, the Emperor himself.
"I serve only the true Emperor, so what can assure me that you continiue his heritage more than the others?", she questioned with her weapon still readied, "Tell me, why this isn't just another warlord's attempt to easily bring me upon their side, just because you do appeal onto my oaths and loyality to someone, who can't be easily replaced.
Tell me why I should consider YOU as the true Empire?"
She turned around the test, realizing that they had interest in her. Perhaps because they actually honored Palpatine's legacy, no matter her actual mentor? Or for other reasons?
Yet she had to find out, remaining so far distrusting, yet slightly tempted.
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Post by Darth Xitan on Nov 6, 2021 13:21:01 GMT -8
A soft 'hm' was heard from beneath the mask. Slowly, it turned into a deep chuckle at the remarks of the Imperial Guardsman. What a delight, this Guardsman had teeth in her words and her skills. Yet, they were being completely wasted by the Diarchy. Even she seemed to know that. Well, unlike their persuasion, the Sith had already committed to the means of how they would get her to join the Eternal. How they had proven themselves as the true Empire.
=???=
Xazatar, how progresses the battle outside?
The Hand pulls out his wrist and keys the flagship of the attacking force. There was a quick relay on the report of the state of the battle outside. From the sounds of things, the fleet, commanded by the Manticore, had damaged one of the invading Star Destroyers. However, the Eternal was inflicting far more upon the flotilla under Azrea's command. Fifty percent had been inflicted. One ship had been completely destroyed, while a second was heavily damaged to the point that the captain believed it was to be scuttled. Keying off his comlink, Xazatar replies to his liege.
=Xazatar=
Victory is assured, Supreme Leader.
The mask of the Sith then turned upon Azrea.
=Supreme Leader=
There is your persuasion, Guardsman. Join or die. I have no use for words that can easily be displayed by actions! I am not here to be your diplomat, I am here to force your submission to the rightful cause of the Imperial legacy! Our successful attack is proof enough who is the true Empire!
Immediately, the Dark Trooper's heads turned in unison and blaster rifles were leveled upon the Imperial Guardsman. The Hand even drew his lightsaber but did not ignite it. Not yet, of course, that is unless Thrune submitted without question. The Supreme Leader gives his one and only ultimatum.
=Supreme Leader=
Submit to the Sith Eternal! To the Word of the Three Emperors! Any who surrender with you will join our ranks. Those who resist will perish. The choice is yours, Guardsman. Either die as a dog of the Diarchy or... FULFILL YOUR DESTINY, GUARDSMAN!!! JOIN THE TRUE INHERITORS OF THE EMPIRE!!
The Supreme Leader bellows through the Force, giving her this one chance. The Force was now being exerted upon her being. This Sith was extraordinarily powerful and he would either crush her beneath his power or ensure she bent her knee in submission
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Post by Azrea Thrune on Nov 6, 2021 17:39:37 GMT -8
"I will not join..."
Azrea's words loomed for a moment deadly over the hall, given that her weapon was still ready. Feeling that the Dark Troopers around her had her surrounded at gun point this was probably it.
Yet these few seconds passed quite fast, as the Royal Guard kneeled and lowered her head in front of the holo transmitter, showing the figure her deep respect."... for I was always loyal to the Empire. The Manticore and all under my command shall be yours, if it means to fulfill my destiny."
The choice wasn't an easy one, yet one in which she trusted, now that she heard the Supreme Leader speak. This was not the hesitant voice of the High Moff or the decadence of the Inquisitor, that offered her the choice between life and death, this mercilessness was similiar to the one, that Daala had once described to her.
While charismatic, the Emperor had always ensured to manipulate and destroy wherever it was possible, giving his opponents hardly any choice but to believe his words. This one was similiar, as his power could even be felt here, aboard the Manticore.
Who was she to resist this power, if it meant the restoration of what she dreamt to see rise once more?
Awaiting her judgement, Azrea waited, closing her eyes.
There was no terror that she felt, only devotion towards this new Empire that was promised to her.
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Post by Darth Xitan on Nov 6, 2021 18:05:42 GMT -8
The Dark Troopers then lowered their weapons as the Gurdsman submitted to the Supreme Leader and the authority of the Eternal. There was a moment, a pause, between her speaking and when the Supreme Leader would respond to her. He already knew exactly what to say.
=Supreme Leader=
The Manticore will be left for its Diarchy leader... it is a reminder of the past that you will disconnect yourself from. You will be given a new Star Destroyer to command, one that you shall name and forge a new path as an Imperial Guardsman for the Eternal.
The Sith then glances back at Xazatar.
=Supreme Leader=
Give our message to what remains of her fleet. Those who surrender willingly will be welcomed into our ranks. Those who refuse, execute them. Leave their bodies for the void. And as for the remaining ships, scuttle them completely. We have no use for another's toys.
And with that, the transmission ended. The lights returned to normal afterward. Xazatar then nods to the Dark Troopers as they raise their rifles and pepper the transmitter. The Hand then inserts a chip to wipe out any recording of this transmission having ever existed. As he did this, the Sith looks up at the Imperial Guardsman, Azrea Thrune.
=Xazatar=
You were wise to surrender to the Supreme Leader. The gift of a new Star Destroyer is more than what others gain. I suspect that my master has plans for you. I would recommend you key your transmitter, ordering the stand down of your forces. They will hear you in the hangar bay and decide their fate as you did too.
A beep on the console was heard indicating the program was done. The Hand removes it from the console.
=Xazatar=
And seeing as you have heard my name, I will introduce myself. I am Darth Xazatar, a member of the Council of Seven, and Hand of the Eternal. You will likely meet the rest of my colleagues upon our return. The Supreme Leader would like to discuss further with you likely upon our return to Roon.
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Post by Azrea Thrune on Nov 7, 2021 7:48:49 GMT -8
Azrea motioned her head towards the remaining Sith, once the decision has been made and the Supreme Leader had declared his intentions.
"Thrune to Diarchy forces within the Cluster, surrender your weapons and yield", she stated via intercom, "Those of the officers and soldiers, that have a higher rank shall be brought onto the Maw Installation swiftly. This is an order of the Empire - refuse and you will suffer the consequences! Thrune over."
She then decided to adress the Sith next to her, unmoved.
"My loyalities lie with the Empire, yet I wish to oversee those, that called me overseer and judge, whether they deserve a second chance or if they are better off dead", she then asked Xazatar unmoved, "Or would this... conflict with the Supreme Leader's wishes regarding myself?"
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Post by Darth Xitan on Nov 7, 2021 8:19:03 GMT -8
Xazatar looks at Thrune as her request was made. The Sith simply nods his head.
=Xazatar=
There are those who are personally loyal to you compared to their delusional loyalty to the Diarchy. You will oversee those who follow you, for they will form the core of something new I suspect. As for those who refuse, you will be their executor and judge.
The Hand then pulls away from the console, motioning to the Dark Troopers who began to file out.
=Xazatar=
You have a few hours. Get it done quickly. When it is complete, signal the Carnage. We will bring you and your men aboard and take you to Roon.
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Post by Azrea Thrune on Nov 8, 2021 5:05:31 GMT -8
The Royal Guard simply nodded and left the room, concluding thus the fight.
Only few skirmishes broke out, yet eventually the Manticore, the Fenrir and it's accompanied carriers were pacified eventually.
Utilizing a remaining shuttle, Azrea would then depart towards the Maw Installation, knowing that time was of the essence.
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Post by Dragus on Dec 11, 2023 9:11:47 GMT -8
A red wound in space-time ripped wide open as a massive and sinister inspired Bulwark Mark III clawed its way out of the stellar tides of hyperspace, fighting free of the chaotic grip of the unused subcurrents it traveled, barging into reality with a malevolent assortment of mixed company coming in close behind it. Two dauntless-class heavy cruisers, four liberator-class, and a Bakura-class star destroyer rounded out the Fleet of Famine's numbers. All in void black, pitted with long spikes that carried through the cold vacuum the flayed citizens of Salis D'aar, flesh cracking and breaking into ice chips to circumvent space till the universe inevitably tore itself apart. Starweirds shackled to the hull with Sith iron manacles shrieked into the aether, unleashing banshee wails of Force screams that shattered the frozen corpses decorating the damned vessels. They followed the navigational beacon of the Maw installation, now under the control of Sword Brother Leonidas Dantioch, a Son of Pzob. As the wicked warships took up position around the secret asteroid base, shuttles began to launch from their hangars, atmospheric assault landers and cargo containers that held cloning cylinders from Kamino and freshly liberated organ grafting technology from Bakura.
As crimson clad Nu-Jakes and rubber suited warlock enginseers from Clan Rustrot unloaded crates marked 'Project Drageloth' into the facility.
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