Underworld Witch
Maiev let out a chuckle at Jonyna’s response, suspecting the Jedi Master liked a bit of a challenge. And without further prompting, the Cathar leapt off the platform. The wookiees’ bewildered reactions had the witch biting on her cheek to stop herself laughing. Knowing full well what was about to follow…
As Maiev mimicked Jonyna, with a short run and jump off the platform.
She could hear their panicked noises, but they quickly deafened as the witch fell. Maiev began chanting an incantation, smiling the whole time. Green energy began to form around her hands, building in intensity until the very last moment before the witch disappeared in a green flash.
Maiev wouldn’t call herself a pilot, nor did she have a pair of wings, but she always enjoyed what she called ‘Dathomiri Flying’. She could never fully explain the feeling, other than it being something of a jarring experience for anyone else tagging along. Especially the whole ‘appearing to pop in and out of reality’.
For Maiev, everything around her was a murky haze, devoid of colour and just general shapes as she flew by. Kashyyyk was the perfect location, not having to constantly be mindful of where she’d need to re-emerge.
The witch caught sight of Jonyna below, swinging from tree to tree. With a mischievous thought in mind, Maiev lowered her angle of flight. She made sure her flightpath was uninterrupted as she suddenly reappeared close by.
“Slowpoke!” She teased, before disappearing in another green flash.