Darth Pyktis
The Sith Empire 
Mar 19, 2019 16:09:38 GMT -5
Posts: 28
SE Rank: Darth
Title: Warrior
Title: Darksider
Title: War Lord
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Post by Darth Pyktis on Apr 15, 2019 15:11:31 GMT -5
Darth Pyktis
Darth
Dark Council
Tag: Darth Malice
Objective: Assault the city
 As the Sith Empire's fleet arrived, as did the Empire's capital command dreadnought The Ravager. On board was The Dark Council member Darth Pyktis. He was currently in the hangar boarding a shuttle. Once himself and a squad of Death Troopers were loaded up the shuttle left the Ravager and headed for the planet. Dodging and weaving turbo laser fire from all directions. The flight took around 10 minutes then about 15 minutes once in the planets atmosphere to reach the ground. The boarding ramp lowered and the Death Troopers rushed out firing at any enemy they could see. Pyktis came out igniting his Crimson cross Guard lightsaber. He quickly saw Darth Malice on the other side of the rubble getting knocked around. Pyktis using force speed charged towards the brute. As Pyktis ran he built up his anger, fulfilling the Alchemy running through his veins to enhance his speed and strength. When he finally got up close to the brute using his enhanced strength Pyktis with lightsaber in hand put his arm around the waist of the brute and tackling him to the ground. Pyktis begin punching the brute in the face repeatedly. Once Pyktis noticed all he was doing was denting the mask and making his own knuckles bleed, Pyktis raised lightsaber for a killing stab through the face. As Pyktis had his saber raised he was blasted 4 times in the chest by an enemy Trooper. Pyktis dropped his saber and fell backwards holding his chest in pain. Thankfully for the Armor on his chest the blaster bolts only caused pain, maybe a few broken ribs. The brute stood up grabbing Pyktis by his throat and then holding tight started slamming Pyktis all over in different parts of the ground then threw Pyktis through a concrete wall where the rubble collapsed onto him. [/div][/font] |
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Post by Darth Malice on Apr 15, 2019 16:12:32 GMT -5
Darth Malice managed to catch up to her foe only to see him throw Darth Pyktis through a concrete wall. Her anger and pain fueled her, however she was also burning through her power quickly, her body was racked with pain as it was forced to fight beyond her natural capabilities. Looking at her foe she could see its mask was cracked and heavily dented. She outstretched her hand and hit the foe with another blast of force lightning, hitting him square in the face. He turned to face her and part of his mask fell off revealing his yellow and red eyes tainted by the darkside of the force. His skin was pale and dark veins could be seen across his face, however he seemed to be young of age. He slowly advanced towards Darth Malice once more to continue their dual, using force jump to leap over to her with ease. Malice dodged to the side quickly and managed to catch his gut with her saber, his armor took most of the attack though but he gave a grunt as something caught the flesh beneath. It was then she had to block once more as he swung the blade around to catch her. She used the force once more to create a quick shield for her but it shattered and knocked her back as her power started to fail her. Her arm was going numb by her side, she was beginning to loose this fight. She looked up just in time to see her foe leap at her once more. Almost with reflex she used both hands and let out a torrent of force lightning towards him catching him in the air, she finally had her foe where she wanted him, It would take a great use of force to break from her attack now. She watched as his armor cracked under the power from her lightning. She smirked and slowly approached him as her power began to wane. She took the saber and brought it down in a gap in the armor between his mask and torso. It was then she looked down at him, he was chuckling, she felt a burning pain in her side. Looking down he had managed to slip a small blade between her armor plating and pierced into her side. Using the last of her energy she dug her saber in deeper and as she fell, twisted the blade so it sliced into his neck before collapsing to the floor herself, slowly bleeding out. Darth PyktisFunami Teriyaki |
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Darth Pyktis
The Sith Empire
Mar 19, 2019 16:09:38 GMT -5
Posts: 28
SE Rank: Darth
Title: Warrior
Title: Darksider
Title: War Lord
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Post by Darth Pyktis on Apr 15, 2019 16:43:39 GMT -5
Darth Pyktis
Darth
Dark Council
Tag: Darth Malice
Objective: Assault the city
Pyktis finally woke up to see the brute die, but also saw he got Malice. Pyktis got to his feet stumbling, he was still light headed and in pain, he stumbled over to Malice and dropped to his knees. He pressed a button on his helmet, a sound of air hissed. Pyktis removed his helmet. His red skin and face tentacles accenting his species, his black hair hanging down, his face bloody. He held Malice up and stretched out an arm and used the force calling his lightsaber. Once in his hand he activated it and lightly touching Malice's wound cauterizing the wound to stop the bleeding. He then shut the saber off setting it down. He bent down and kissed her cheek holding her until she woke up. |
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Mavi
The Sith Empire
Apr 2, 2019 12:51:05 GMT -5
Posts: 70
Bio Link: Bio link
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Apprentice
Title: Sith Warrior
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Post by Mavi on Apr 15, 2019 22:28:07 GMT -5
Mavi looked around as she eventually saw Iona Tendrarin exit making her statement about the tunnels and nodded in thought as she looked towards them, "Indeed they could." she responded in thought for a moment glancing at them and crouching for a moment before speaking, "Definitely will have to inform them of this." She said before nodding towards the sniper, "Well then, do you need any assistance, a better positioning? I best be getting back into battle soon." she said already throwing a lightsaber into the air mostly upwards, she'd seen an enemy, her hand she held at chest hight and moved it as if across a board before clenching and pulling it down dropping it down throw someone, yanking it up, and pulling it back over to her as her breathing began to quicken again, "Figure I'd help since you helped me earlier if you needed it, hm?" She might be using almost a formal way of talking, but she was certainly attempting to be somewhat friendly. Though if there was not an answer soon, the battle would be joining her soon. She wreaked havoc often enough that enemies around her ended up dead leaving time between the next. But that time would be very short being so inside the front of the line, which left them under a minute worth to decide on their next actions. |
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Iona Tendrarin
Official SWRP Member
Mar 18, 2019 14:01:06 GMT -5
Posts: 23
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Post by Iona Tendrarin on Apr 16, 2019 1:02:02 GMT -5
Iona looked at the sith in front of her. "This city is getting difficult to find a safe place to get a good vantage point from. Most of them will be taken already by their scouts no doubt." she rubbed her chin as she quickly looked about. She turned her attention to Mavi as she said about owing her a favor. "Hunnie this is war and im paid to be here. If you watch my back I will watch yours and report anything that I can see." it was in that moment that a blaster bolt flew right for her, with almost force user speed she dodged, he hood taking the damage, a high pitched screech could be heard as Iona pulled off her hood and threw it to the ground "OW! my ears." turning to face who shot at them, pulling out a small side blaster and firing back at them "Damn thing is expensive, you damn A-hole!" |
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Post by Darth Malice on Apr 16, 2019 1:13:07 GMT -5
Darth Malice was drifting in and out of conscientiousness. Sounds were muffled around her like she was underwater and her sigh was blurred. She saw a dark figure move over to her and help her up. Was that hissing she could hear? She was in pain and she could feel the force within her drifting away slowly. Her eyes shot open as she felt a searing pain in her side, causing her to growl and clench her teeth. She tried to reach out to who was holding her but she was still a bit too drained. She let out a chuckle and managed to open her eyes as she felt a kiss on her cheek to see Darth Pyktis holding her. "About time you got here, your missing out on all the fun. I seem to have lost my mask somewhere in fighting that 'thing' is it around here?" |
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Mavi
The Sith Empire
Apr 2, 2019 12:51:05 GMT -5
Posts: 70
Bio Link: Bio link
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Apprentice
Title: Sith Warrior
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Post by Mavi on Apr 17, 2019 21:51:59 GMT -5
Mavi shrugged as the lack of vantage options was given. War was war, she just figured she'd offer. The result was kind of irellevent. She raised an eyebrow as Iona responded to the favor comment. Well everyone had their own opinions. Her head shot around as a blaster bolt came forwards and Iona started to move, she seemed to see it in slow motion as the sniper moved out of the way even if the hood was hit. She leaned back watching as Iona threw it on the ground shooting the enemy and shouting about it, "How expensive could it be?" she asked before shaking her head, "I need to get back involved, been a pleasure." She said with a nod leaping through the air, and launching her double saber towards a crowd in the distance landing with her single blade on an exposed pile intentionally, pulling groups attention at her and using the single blade to deflect as he saber staff returned, throwing the single blade away and using the staff in its place as she started to close in on a group. She'd waited to long talking with someone, this was war, she didn't have time for that. She just hoped she'd get the attention of something interesting soon. She'd be keeping her eye out for Iona to see what situation she was in, what actions she was talking and if there were any after her. But she was quite intentionally drawing plenty of attention due to her aggressive style that was certainly more wide ranged then most who primarily used sabers in combat, that was at least a good chunk off the snipers back. Iona Tendrarin |
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Iona Tendrarin
Official SWRP Member
Mar 18, 2019 14:01:06 GMT -5
Posts: 23
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Post by Iona Tendrarin on Apr 18, 2019 1:45:05 GMT -5
"Very, it's tech not just fashion!" she called out over the sound of blaster fire being exchanged. Iona grabbed her cloak and ran off to find cover whilst Mavi had them distracted, she needed to see what damage had been caused and to fix any damage it may have sustained. Looking it over her comm unit was the only part that got hit "Ah great, this is going to take a while. She looked about her pockets for anything she could use to repair the damage.
After a bit of searching she found she had lost her field repair kit somewhere in the battle "Oh for the love of..." she gritted her teeth and fell silent as she heard footsteps marching close by and waited for them to pass her.
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 18, 2019 8:32:06 GMT -5
Objective 1
“Phew!”
After proving she could do the job once, Funami felt like taking a back seat and recuperating while the Valkyries did the work. Expending so much energy wasn’t healthy, especially for little Sithlings like her. The Force had already taken a heavy toll on the girl’s small body – she did not feel like pushing it too far and risking mental strain and fatigue. She remembered reading about it at the academy; the dark side in particular was infamous for warping its user’s body if overused. Red and yellow eyes, black veins, pale skin – Funami wished to avoid turning ugly and reeking like a rotting corpse. Being small and physically underdeveloped was bad enough.
Using attack pattern Ignimus, the Valkyries speared through the streets once more, dropping enemy troops as they went. Funami’s little feet tapped right behind, avoiding corpses and pools of blood. She admittedly didn’t have to do much except for taking cover and staying alive. That, and recovering after the last stunt. Eyes wide open, she observed the Valkyries at work. The brutal efficiency reminded Funami of papa’s security forces. It also became apparent the enemy forces weren’t as well coordinated, probably never expecting such a daring attack against their capital world. With Sith forces already wreaking havoc across the city, victory for the Sith empire was inevitable.
The ground was littered with bodies and debris, destruction everywhere. Another malicious shadow painted against the crying sky spewed bright green at the starfighters. The emplacement’s defenders hid behind shield cover, peeking out and carefully taking shots at any for to approach. They had not accounted for Funami – flicking a wrist, she made the defending party rise from safety, turning them easy targets for the Valkyries.
Planting the explosives on the gun’s belly was over in a minute and the small group fell back, reaching cover behind rubble. Funami did the honors of pressing the button.
Another AA gun down.
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Post by Darth Malice on Apr 19, 2019 17:32:00 GMT -5
Darth Malice picked herself up and patted Pyktis on the shoulder. She held her side where she had been stabbed, the wound was still sore but it would have to do. She walked over to the Brute, reaching out her hand she could still feel some life essence within him. She grinned and using what little force energy she had used her force drain technique to bring life back to the fire within her. She licked her lips as if she was a predator that had just finished her meal. She was ready to go into battle once more. "I'm still the queen b***h around here." she looked over at Pyktis, "Let's regroup with the others and make a push to the citadel. Let's show them why they shouldn't mess with the Sith Empire." She activated her comms "All forces, push forward. Let's finish this." Funami TeriyakiDarth PyktisMaviIona Tendrarin |
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Lorna Frye
The Sith Empire
Apr 9, 2019 6:49:35 GMT -5
Posts: 39 
SE Rank: Death Trooper
Title: Soldier
Title: Darksider
Title: Imperial
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Post by Lorna Frye on Apr 21, 2019 2:52:33 GMT -5
Moff Frye, almost lost her balance as a blast from the enemy ships impacted hard against the hull. "Get those shields back online now or we are sitting ducks!" The fight had knocked out their shield generator and currently they were relying on the ships defenses and fighters to keep them alive. "Comms are down, sir." yelled one of the people on the command deck. "Hull breaches on decks, 5-10, Sir." chirped up another." Lorna Frye had deal with enough excuses from them all. "Get those systems online now. If the Emperor hears about this he will have you all hanged. I do not want to hear anymore excuses." Darth Pyktis , Darth Malice , Mavi , Iona Tendrarin , Funami Teriyaki , |
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 21, 2019 10:04:26 GMT -5
Objective 1
Funami had never been stopped by locked doors before. The Shadow palace dauntingly towered ahead, yet she wasn’t easily intimidated, for she wielded the greatest power in the universe. As the great gate of reinforced durasteel firmly denied entry to any and all, the little girl slipped into focus and reached out with her mind. The metal locks groaned in agony, standing no change against her telekinesis as it pried the door agape. Somewhere within, the heretic emperor waited. With no reinforcements to bolster his defenses, he was like a trapped animal waiting for slaughter. Funami was the first to saunter inside, tailed by Malice’s Valkyries. The embellished carpets beneath their feet made it look official, yet not a single soul could be seen within the great halls.
“Hello~! Shadow emperor! We bring cookies!”
Boots thudded, shadows stirred, enemies arrived! Something told Funami it wasn’t interest in cookies that brought them there.
“Charge! Cover the emperor’s escape!”
Escape?
Several red-robed warriors rushed to greet the new arrivals, electrostaffs and force pikes in hands. These had to be the Shadow emperor’s elite forces, akin to the infamous Imperial guards! Deadly in every aspect, nearly undefeatable up close! Some of the best killers in the galaxy, trained for years to become efficient killing machines who knew no hesitation or mercy! Funami's hand promptly shot out toward the charging red guards, sending forth a Force push as solid as any stone wall. They dropped like sacks of boneless meat, immediately pinned down by blaster fire coming from the Valkyries. Those few guardsmen quick enough to get up and scramble for cover pulled out their personal blasters and returned fire. The incoming danger prompted the Valkyries to do the same, only Funami remained out in the open.
A long and agonizing fight awaited, but they had no time to wait for reinforcements. The heretical emperor had to be caught and executed! Ignoring the blaster bolts whizzing past her head, the little apprentice cast a look over her shoulders to find her allies pinned down by blaster fire. For one reason or another, nobody thought the little pink-haired child dressed in a bright summer dress was worth shooting at.
“We must push forward! Push, push, push! The emperor must not escape! Push, push, push!” Funami commanded and rushed forth, flicking a hand to send the covering red guards flying.
Across fancy red carpets, through majestic hallways and through the empty throne room, the Valkyries made every shot count while following the pink-haired terror and tearing through the palace. Another group of red robed killers approached, taking positions in Funami’s path. She gathered the Force once more in a single indrawn breath that summoned power from throughout the universe; the slightest whipcrack of that power, negligent as a flick of her wrist, sent them flying backward to crash hard against the wall. The Valkyries did the rest, filling the downed bodies full of smoking holes.
But then there were droids and Sith and more red guardsmen spilling out from every room, turrets dotting the walls, shields blocking the path – and the Valkyries found themselves surrounded from all sides while going forward still in a desperate battle for survival. The Valkyries fought valiantly, and fought harder than their foes, and fought without fear of death, and fought to the last breath, and died. With the advance slowing down as their numbers dwindled, it wasn’t long until Funami rushed ahead and approached the palace’s hanger. Fighting could be heard several hallways back, but there was nobody in immediate vicinity. A single glance around confirmed her suspicion.
She was alone.
Perhaps it was foolish to proceed and face the emperor on her own, but Funami refused to go back after getting so far. As the blast door slid open, she was greeted by a raven-haired woman clad in the same red robes as Tornok’s guards. Her back was turned to Funami and gloved hands tapped across one of many consoles. Over her shoulder, a glass window; peering through, Funami could see a matte black shuttle situated within the docking bay. Undoubtedly the emperor’s private vessel, ready for takeoff. The violet-eyed girl spied a dark robed figure walk up the shuttle’s ramp and disappear within. Right after, the brunette turned around and pierced Funami with an icy blue glare. Their eyes met. No words needed to be exchanged. The woman wasn’t foolish enough to underestimate the Sithling and lunged forth without warning.
Funami's lip curled in a manner that might have been a smile or a snarl. Abruptly, the red guard found herself dangling in the air as Funami whirled her around behind her and then threw her down with a bone-shattering thud like a spoiled child discarding a disliked toy. Trembling in pain, the woman tried to get up anyway. Funami thrust her empty hand out, palm extended as she unleashed the dark side’s destructive touch in a wave of concussive power at the red-clothed woman strewn on the floor. The Force wave slammed straight into the woman's back, pulverizing her spine and snapping her neck as it drove her face down into the hard concrete floor and pinned her against it. Her corpse twitched once, and went forever still. And so ended the Shadow emperor’s royal guards.
The shuttle’s engines lit up in bright blue flame. Landing gear sliding in, the vessel turned around, prepared to leave the hanger. Seconds separated it and its occupants from freedom. Funami’s eyes frantically scanned the control panels for something, anything to stop the escaping shuttle from getting away. The hanger bay door. Just as the shuttle started speeding through and unfolded its black wings, Funami flipped the switch to shut the heavy plates of durasteel closed. In complete silence, she watched the emperor’s ride ram the closing door. The impact shook the structure’s very foundations and the crash thundered throughout the palace. A ball of fire engulfed the launch bay seconds after, putting a nasty crack in the control room’s viewport.
Her stomach grumbled. She was hungry.
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Post by Darth Malice on Apr 21, 2019 10:59:24 GMT -5
Darth Malice and the remainder of the Sith forces moved on the Shadow Palace. She had managed to find one or two stragglers and drained them of their life force to heal herself to a reasonable degree. As she neared the doors she could see bodies littered about and broken from blunt force trauma. "Oh Funami, don't get in over your head." he thought out loud as she entered the building. Further in she could see bodies covered in the red robes of imperial guards. She signaled for the troops to branch out and search for any survivors and for any signs of Funami. Her patience was growing thin, the Shadow Emperor was no where to be seen, she only hoped he had not managed to flee. That was when she noticed the 3 fallen bodies of her Valkyrie squad. She knelt down beside them and checked them over. "Great they are dead," she signaled for a medic to come to her "I want these taken back with us. Put them in one of the medical pods, perhaps Crow can do something with them." She got back up to her feet and closing her eyes reached out to sense Funami. Darth Malice felt her up ahead. Slowly she turned to leave "Everyone secure this building. I don't want any of their forces to get in." She left the room, not caring if Pyktis had joined her. She had a rage building inside her and she now needed to vent or she was going to destroy the whole city. She soon caught up with Funami, her body covered in a purple smoke, her eyes glowing purple too. She reached out towards the shuttle that was trying to escape whilst remaining unseen by Funami. Just as the shuttle met the blast doors she created a force bubble around the Shadow Emperor "Well done Funami, you can stand down. The Tormentor will arrive in 10 minutes and you are to extract along with MY remaining Valkyrie. Now leave, the Shadow Emperor is mine." She didn't give the young girl any choice in the matter as she send out a strong force push in her direction to push her aside. All around the edge of her eyes cracked with purple glowing veins as she walked off to face her foe. Darth Pyktis, Darth Malice, Mavi, Iona Tendrarin, Funami Teriyaki, Lorna Frye, |
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Mavi
The Sith Empire
Apr 2, 2019 12:51:05 GMT -5
Posts: 70
Bio Link: Bio link
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Apprentice
Title: Sith Warrior
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Post by Mavi on Apr 21, 2019 21:52:51 GMT -5
The fight had escalated as they closed in, she had lost sight of Iona as she'd taken cover, and didn't get the chance to consider where it was she might be as she found herself run over by an armored individual who she hadn't sensed. She grunted and stood up quickly pulling all her blades to her hands to look at her opponent, a looming individual {Spoiler}  So this was her opponent, even now, staring right at him, he remained utterly silent, and she still found herself incapable of sensing him through the force. The lightsaber was deactivated, up until just now as the red blade glowed from it and the Stalker took a stance. Mavi grinned, in spite of the pain she now felt in her shoulder, a chuckle coming from her, "Guess that just wasn't enough was it." she said, she began to let hate flow through her completely, letting herself loose into the dark side slamming both hands against the ground furiously as she let it fuel her, igniting her in a rage and rush the sith. The single blade she threw behind them as she spun with her saber staff aggressively slamming it against Stalker even as he deflected each strike, she clenched one hand pulling her blade to her from behind but didn't cease her onslaught. In a flash the Stalker leapt over her and she had to catch her blade spinning and stabbing with it only for it to deflect off armor as Stalker brought his down fast enough to cut into the edge of a shoulder before she could duck under and to the side. "Fine. I can adapt." She said staring at the armor as the Sith came for her again, she dropped both sabers on the ground where the deactivated and rushed him, tackling him and grabbing the blade from his hand she bared her teeth as she squeezed his gloved hand still gripping it, a creaking was heard as he turned his head noticing the handle beginning to bend underneath her grip and the blade to flicker until it completely dissipated. Even with the helmet covering his face the surprise was there. She moved her grip to the armor tearing at it as Stalker force pushed her, she pulled harder, staying her grip to it until she finally got a hand underneath the chest plate and her eyes lit up, "Die fool." she said shoving her hand down as Stalker struggled until a cracking and squish was heard and blood began to seep out of the armor as she removed her hand from the lifeless body. "There is only one Sith empire. And it's not yours." She lifted her bloody hand screaming as she called her blades to her and she got ready to move on. Who was left? She was ready to move on, her rage was fueling her now and there was no time to relax. She wanted a good fight! Come on what was left! Darth Pyktis, Darth Malice, Mavi, Iona Tendrarin, Funami Teriyaki, Lorna Frye, |
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Apr 22, 2019 7:32:13 GMT -5
Objective 1
And the emperor lived still despite the Sithling’s best efforts. Funami did not need extensive knowledge of the Force to recognize the shimmering Force barrier shielding the heretic from certain death. She was furious! Sabotaging her efforts like that was unforgivable, especially after she had sacrificed the Valkyries to get so far. The cowardly fake emperor did not deserve to die in combat like a Sith. He needed to face the death of a pretender. But no, someone had saved him from dying like a fleeing coward!
“Unfair!” Funami explaimed, eyes wide open and staring at the scene in disbelief.
Planting her fists on her hips, she spun around to witness the kill stealer who turned out none other than Darth Mama. An evil fog shrouded the Sith lady and an unnatural purple glow radiated from her eyes. Crossing her arms over her chest, the little Sithling obeyed despite feeling most defiant. Walking past Malice, Funami did not forget to vent her frustrations on the motionless body on the floor before sparing Malice one last glance.
“Hmph!” pouted Funami and an expression of hurt crossed her features, “I didn’t want to kill the emperor anyway~!”
Offended and humiliated, the girl ambled away.
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