From No where.... Welcome HoMe ...

[Kaelon Virex]

Kael launched forward — no hesitation. His blaster dropped. His fists clenched. He slammed into her midsection with all his force, driving her back from the ritual altar.

 

[Zori Galea]

She hit the obsidian floor hard — breath escaping in a hiss — and for a flicker of a moment, the Spiral Rift shuddered.

 

[Sommer Dai]

Sommer gasped sharply on the table, arching against her silken restraints.

 

[Zori Galea]

Zori's eyes snapped wide with fury.

"You don't know what you've done."

 

[Kaelon Virex]

Kael straddled her, one forearm pinning her throat, the other reaching for the knife at his boot.

"You took my cousin," he growled. "You think some second-rate Force god gives you the right?! I'm here to end this."

 

[Zori Galea]

Zori smiled, teeth gleaming in the red glow.

"Then bleed for it."

With a sudden burst of Force energy, she sent Kael flying across the chamber. He hit one of the mirrored walls — shattering it into swirling shards that hung midair, glinting like knives suspended in a moment of hesitation.

 

[Kaelon Virex]

Kael spat blood and rolled to his feet.

 

[Zori Galea]

Zori floated now, robes coiling upward, fingers clawed and glowing with spirit flame.

"Azis does not ask. He takes. And now that you're here—"
"—he wants you too."

 

[Kaelon Virex]

Kael drew the vibroblade from his boot — and charged again.


Their bodies collided in a blur of movement and heat. Zori struck with sorcery, Kael with pure force and rage. Sparks flew. The spiral screamed again.

 

[Sommer Dai]

Sommer watched through blurred eyes as Kael fought Zori like a storm against a hurricane.

Every blow he landed, a part of her came back.

Every time he stood after a knockdown, the pleasure weakened.

Azis snarled within her. She felt the entity pull, trying to possess faster — to lock the final glyph in place — to become her.

But Kael's heartbeat rang louder.

Her body shook.

She opened her mouth—

"KAEL—!"

 

[Zori Galea]

Zori turned at the sound.... (!!!!!)

 

[Kaelon Virex]

And Kael used the moment.

He threw the blade.

It sank deep into Zori's shoulder, spinning her backward, her cry echoing across obsidian and mirror.

The Spiral Rift flickered violently.

 

[Zori Galea]

Azis faltered — just enough.

Sommer's wrist snapped free.

And everything —

paused.

 

[Zori Galea]

The Spiral Rift convulsed overhead, a black starless eye spinning frantically, edges bleeding red light. The air cracked like thunder laced with whispers. Something vast and ancient had touched the mortal world — and recoiled.


A hand pushed through the rift.


Not flesh. Not spirit.


Something between.


Bone and starlight. Fingers long and jointless. Dripping red mist like memories liquefied.


Even Zori , bloodied and kneeling, stared upward — eyes widened in awe… and for the first time since Korriban:


Doubt.

"Azis…?" she breathed.

 

[AZIS/MORAVOKH]

The entity did not speak.

Its hand trembled. Twitched. Then—
RETRACTED.

 

[Zori Galea]

The rift spun harder for a moment, then began to shrink — the portal closing prematurely.

Zori stood, panicked.

"No. No! She was ready—I was ready! Why do you retreat? You were coming to ME—!"

Her voice echoed into futility.

But Azis was gone.

The Spiral Rift sealed like an eye shuttering after a bad dream.

Silence.

Zori stood alone in the middle of the sanctum, swaying, the ritual undone. Her lips parted in disbelief.

 

[Kaelon Virex]

Behind her—

Kael was already moving.

"Somm—Sommer, come on!"

He leapt onto the dais and caught her just as she slumped from the altar, her limbs limp but stirring, one hand clutching her ribs, her mouth working to form words.

"Did… did he…"
"Not now," Kael grunted, throwing his coat over her. "You're here. You're real. That's enough."

 

[Sommer Dai]

Sommer's legs wobbled. Her skin was warm — too warm. But her eyes were clearer now. A spark of her was back.

 

[Kaelon Virex]

He scooped her into his arms and turned toward the chamber's far corridor — an emergency exit tunnel he'd mapped on the way down.

 

[Zori Galea]

Behind them, Zori screamed.

"You won't take her! You're mine! She's still tethered—she's still his!"

She reached toward them, her body flickering with leftover ritual flame.

But just as she lunged forward—

The crimson mirrors shattered.

Every pane around the sanctum imploded at once — a wave of mirror-dust and psychic backlash knocking Zori back to her knees. The sanctum groaned, as if wounded by Azis's departure.