Claw of the Sith
The Tie Jager roared. That was one of the reasons Kharnaz had stolen one. The noise its twin engines made in the cockpit as he flew gave him a rush of adrenaline. This ship had speed and firepower, a brutal design that mirrored Kharnaz himself. He was flying it back to his freighter when he saw it.
A signiature on his sensors. A blip, several hundred clicks away. He didnt need to read into the data to know who it was.
It was her. Somewhow he had ran into her again. Or had she been tracking him? It was of no concern to Kharnaz. He relished the chance to prove he could best her. A starfighter may not have been his weapon of choice, but it would work well. Diverting power to engines he flew on an intercept course.
This would be where the fun begins.
Ship:
TIE Jager
Iandre Athlea