Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Run! It's Kezeroth!

Laying on the ground his breathing harsh as he struggled to stay conscious Xilo saw that even after all the blast bugs the Gen'Dai still stood as though not that much had happened. It was a horrifying site. Xilo wanted to scream wanted to run the fear as his heart hammered away in his chest almost feeling as though he were about to have a heart attack. He looked up into the Gen'dai's face knowing no mercy would be granted to him. This brought a sick smile to Xilo's lips as he gave up somewhat till the speeder flew overhead colliding with the Gen'Dai. Though it did seem that the speeder tactic had worked as it drove the Gen'dai into the wall, but it was soon crushed into a ball. "You were a Sith don't deny it you ugly muther-" But Xilo fell silent as the fireball flew at him.

"Noooo!" He screamed as the ball collided with his body and lifted him free of the ground till he hit a building the sound of his spine breaking could be heard. Hitting the ground Xilo found himself engulfed in the flames as they covered his body. The burning, it was worse then anything Xilo had ever felt in his life. He screamed hoping that someone would come to his rescue. That someone would save the boy from his torture. Yet finally his body fell to the ground limp looking like a charred husk.

[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]
 
From afar Kezeroth tilted his head, examining the body using his instincts to feel for a pulse but he could not. " Blast bugs, Lightsabers, the Force... Ive survived it all. Unlike yourself..." he said chuckling and extended his arm calling the Force to summon his Sith Sword to his hand and his Rifle as well. Kezeroth was done here, Another Acolyte dead.. Or atleast in his mind he was dead. [member="Xilo Gale"] had fooled a Gen'dai is a slow heart beat, not many could do something like that.

The Gen'dai covered himself up with a giant brown torn robe that was lying in the street and stared at his two pairs of arms that he fight costed him in a way. Spitting on the ground Kezeroth turned away and left the Acolyte known as [member="Xilo Gale"] to rot a corpse.

" Never call me Sith.." he muttered in his breath. He a haste he walked away into an alleyway.
 

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