Alyx swung his blade around, about to move towards the man who carried the largest gun. However when the man pulled the trigger Alyx saw the gun suddenly go towards the ground, the shot landing harmlessly at his feet. Alyx grinned and then laid his blade on the ground. As if surrendering. One of the mercenaries leered as he turned his rifle towards Alyxs head. "What's wrong Imperial? Surrendering?" 

Alyx chuckled slightly and shook his head. "No. My Master is taking part in the battle now."

Almost as soon as he said it the two mercenaries closest to him started clawing at their throats as an invisible force lifted them in the air, fighting against something they couldn't see. Then there was a snap as bones were broken within their bodies, Alyx didn't even turn as he heard his master land behind him, nor the instability of the red blade as it swung through the air deflecting bolts and cutting at mercenaries. This was not his battle now, his master had made it his.

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A Dreadnaught heavy cruiser dropped out of hyperspace above the world of Kintan without precident, without warning. It's shape cutting an imposing figure in space. What was even more imposing however, was the communication that came through open channels. "This is the [i]Desolator[/i] part of the Hutt Fleet-" There was a sound of clicking as the Harch clicked his mandibles together. "-"be advised. You are under your first, and final warning to stand down and be boarded. Or we will destroy you."