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Even as Minx fought off 5's domination of her mind, he seemed to simply stare her down. "You're becoming quite the nuisance. Allow me to give you a reminder of who the most powerful Sith in the Multiverse is." And even as she felt the Force move around her, Minx was suddenly frozen in fear. It wasn't fear of the technique, despite her recognition. It was a fear of what it meant. What it implied. For the move he was executing was unheard of among the Sith, knowledge of it had been wiped out. There was only one Sith who had mastered this move, only one Sith who would have been able to teach it.

Only Darkside.

It was an almost familiar image. That power she had previously thought could never come from another source, that move that had been wiped from the face of the world when Darkside had had his memories wiped. "This will be the end of your interfering." For the power that was seeping through Minx was ripping at her Soul. It was seperating it, sundering it, with extreme precision. A technique that was cutting straight through all her defences. 5 wasn't simply attacking her. He was ripping her Force powers out of her, obliterating her capability as a Sith.

It was then that an explosion struck. A massive wave of energy surrounded both 5 and Minx, as metallic screams echoed through the air. Emotional energy projected into a weapon of mass destruction, a sensation that could only be matched by beings such as Bob. The weapon tore at the Force barriers that protected 5, and tore apart a large part of his body. Thousands of tiny devices had dropped to the floor, crushed underfoot as the Omegan stumbled around. He had been caught by surprise.

Stein dashed forward, making full use of the opening that had been created. Shooting through the dust, scalpel in hand. A Vector Plate appeared beneath him, propelling him forwards like a rocket, as he shot past 5. A precision slice with Shirotai, a masterful dissection, a seperation of souls. A strike not at the being's core, but rather at the energies keeping him together. Even as the razor seered through metallic flesh, and 5 turned to react, his massive collection of souls was shattered.

Screaming, he dropped to the ground. Energy burst off of his chest and from his eyes, his souls going berserk inside of him. Lightning crackled uncontrollably across him, the revolt of his own mind and soul. After moments he rose once more, practically in shambles. The collected attacks had worn away his defences and ripped his core to pieces. Stein and Mia stood besides him, and everyone knew the fight was over. 5 would no longer be able to fight back.

["Cease fire. We've got him. It's over."] Stein looked over his prize, even as he stood between 5 and Minx, if she was still alive. "So, you've got what you wanted. However, I'm afraid I will be taking him now. Don't turn this into a situation."