[center][h2]Zar'kun Je'and[/h2][/center]

My twin black blades lock against the pair in Trayus' hands and Alice spins away, scattering her rocks in multiple directions to destroy many of the sabers as her saberstaff sliced through as many more as she could. "Your ending, Kreia, was centuries ago when the Jedi Exile Meetra Surik put an end to your ambitions." I push back against Trayus and exchange blows with him twice more, blue flame alighting both my saber blades in response to the electricity crackling on his. "And hiding behind a broken man who's lost everything he cares about is a new low, even for the Lord of Betrayel."