[center][h2]Duny Saxon[/h2][/center]

I keep my mouth shut tight, looking at Zar'kun with wide, fearful eyes. I try to stay strong to the end and keep my oath, but as the old Jetii comes towards me with his hand extended, and the thought of becoming a brain dead husk becomes more of a reality, I finally break. "Mand'alor!! It was Mand'alor! Please, don't! I give up! Please!"

[center][h2]Hunter Ordo[/h2][/center]

With a flash of anger, I grab the young Saxon by his collar. "Come again?! I'm not a violent person, but I've had enough of you disrespecting our Sole Ruler! First you betray her, then you mock her..."

[center][h2]Duny Saxon[/h2][/center]

"She gave the order! Mand'alor herself ordered us to kill the Greshh Twins, and a few of their supporters too for good measure. She didn't explain why; she didn't have to. When the Mand'alor gives an order, you follow it." I lower my head in shame. "We had no idea it was going to play out this way."

[center][h2]Mandalore the Risen[/h2][/center]

I look at Temari. "Why did you take off her collar? It would have been so much easier if you'd just left it on!"

[center][h2]Cosen Greshh[/h2][/center]

"You never planned to let me go, did you? The collar wasn't supposed to keep me in line... It was to ensure that I died no matter what."

[center][h2]Mandalore the Risen[/h2][/center]

I shake my head. "If the Republic troops didn't kill you, and Stoneheart didn't kill you, then I'd just flip the switch and zap you out of my misery. I wasn't expecting Temari to develop a soft spot and let you off the hook. So... I ordered a few of my men to take you out for me. But, like everything else, they managed to batch that up too."