Searching around the hanger for any more remaining Siths, he would only spot one remaining Sith in sight right under him.
"Really slowly, don't want wampas coming at me for dinner...C'mon tip toe your way toward the kill..." He would slowly stand up, only to hear a loud snap, the pillar supporting his vantage point collapse, as he falls down ontop of the Sith.
"Ohh, hi... Nice day huh?"
The Sith blinked, processing what just happened over quickly pulling out a blaster, readying to fire at him.
Corvo quickly grab hold of the Sith's blaster tightly, pulling it away from him as a loud blaster fire comes right out from it.
"SHHH! Do you want to be eaten by wampas!?"
"Get away from me!" The Sith shouted, clearly panicking. He quickly ram his leg toward Corvo's guts, forcing him to fall over.
"Argh..." He tries to get back up, but is forced down to the ground as the Sith wrap his hands around his neck, trying to choke the life out of him.
"Die, die, die!" He screamed, his eyes filled with rage almost like when Corvo was young, when they took him. The Sith keep his hands tightly around his neck, in the attempt to kill him.
Corvo quickly ram his fist toward the sith's face, kicking him in the guts for good measure, as he falls over to the ground.
"Nope lad, not dying today!" He moves on top of the Sith, pinning him down as he move his cloak away from his belt, taking out his saber as he press it down toward his chest, as a crimson red blade come right out of his saber, piercing right through the Sith killing him instantly.
"Great, time to deal with a horde of wampas alone." He gives out a sigh, as he stand right back up looking around readying his saber for what may possible be his last fight.
"Hopefully I taste good." He gives a slight chuckle at his own 'joke'. Perhaps not the most funniest joke, but it may as well be his final joke ever said.
Captain Ironbeard Vettu'honi'oazi Bachoocabra