Vokun stood covered in viscous red fluid, right arm hanging loose from the shoulder. Breathing slightly ragged, one eye closed solid from bluish brown swelling. He had made a single error in his positioning, been taken to the ground, from which he shifted to defensive and did his best to not be harmed. This in and of itself heavily eroded his power reserves, so when he rose it became a much more even battle.
There the bodies lie, dead or unconscious. Here he stood, alive and bruised. That was where it ended.
A single bang sounded as he vanished from the location. Now in the center of his palace, Vokun found his way to the Bacta tanks inside. Resting for a few moments in the green depths, not even bothering with breathing mask. Then he readied himself again, stored the Scepter of Ragnos, then once again Folded Space. This time he appeared directly next to the group, with another loud bang.
"Sorry for the noise. The air is forced out of the space like a mini explosion." Vokun apologized, "Anyway, problem handled Pax. Let the others know it is clear to clean house." Pax nodded and moved away a foot or two, speaking in a hushed tone.
"So, lets move this way, its my favorite exhibit." He lead them slowly toward a clear force field, inside which could be seen a massive flying dragon, "Krayt. My home planet's - well technically my adopted home's - most predatorial species. Absolutely ferocious, majestic, apex. I would like to imagine that I am like them. Though it is likely I simply am imagining things." Ignoring the pain of his freshly adjusted shoulder, which was previously dislocated, Vokun reached out to touch Koda gently. It was his way to say, despite the obvious lumps and bumps, he was fine.
He hoped it was not seen by the others. This was not his girlfriend, wife or other. He did not want her embarrassed if it was.
"They are quite the species. I have seen them take out an entire village, one. Not needing any assistance." Vokun stated. This was primarily why he was so adamant in his youth that he was like the dragons. They were untouchable, as he had been. Hell he had been in a fight among a dozen Mandalorians, and the Mandalore himself. Alone.
"I once faced an impossible to defeat situation. The Thronebreaker, a man unmatched in telekinetic power, Kane Zambrano, and others. Genuinely apex Sith. I attacked them all, without pause. Nearly took down the Thronebreaker. But he managed to get me." He smiled, "You can imagine from that why my youthful mind attached the comparison."
"All done, sir." Pax said finally catching up to them.
"Thank you," Vokun said. "There, that beast there," He gestured to a spot that held no form. Little did Vokun realize that his eyes simply saw through the Force Cloak projected around it, "-is called a Maalraas. They are incredible. Predatorial, fast, untouchable. They can project a potent invisible field around themselves that is almost unmatched. To date I have only known of three beings able to best their prowess. It is quite impressive." He grinned, "It is quite abusive some say, putting a lone beast among a dozen others equally as dangerous. But I am training that one. Her name is Kuchio, my pup."
[member="Lady Kay"] [member="Koda Berus"]
