He had found the laboratory. Briskly Sebastian, 38 floors lower than the first, concocted his colonic-blast-infusion of mixes- then he heard a roar. It must of been 12 floors above him. By the sound of it it came out of the walls... This being, Sebastian surmised, had to of had been a vampire indeed. Perfect. 


During this time an Imperial Navy came out of hyperspace to the reconnoiter left playing in his TIE Interceptor: [img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/a33f8886-5d24-457c-b4e3-c73ab109189e.jpg[/img]

The imperial Navy Officers had created a new hyper-space route; one for the Empire.

With the sunrise forthcoming the Rear-Admiral Battalion Commander sent in a squadron of TIE Fighters. [img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/d541aa00-2bb4-4505-a08e-6dfd6362e780.jpg[/img]If their calculations were correct that'd place the vampiric being to a death wait. And then the planet will be theirs in less than a hour.

Sebastian had finished, got a radio-COM channel opened up within his helmet and affirmed his precinct, that there was a megolomaniacly powerful entity the size of a vehicle somewhere within the region, that the thing itself must be highly intelligent for it to have created the citadel entirely of gold, melted uranium and was sulphuriacly condense marble- and that he has set the laboratory to explode. He made his descent back to his TIE Interceptor.