The Abominable (Iella)

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

Syn didn't know where Iella was but he could feel her and as he ran he continued to focus. Stopping in place and kneeling down while his senses expanded. This world was every part of the force it seemed and slowly the jedi master pulled himself along that invisible cord that thread linking the two of them together while he spoke. Calm your mind Iella, the dangers here are of our own making. Our own hells be it from pride or fear and the darkside is something that twists. I told you I knew how to do to others terrible things but I did not tell you how. He let out a breath and focused to try and let her rely on his strength and energies as he spoke and it came out. "Iella the darkside is not simply anger and hate that is the surface. That is easy and made for those who are base. The light is love and you have much to love."

He remained very still between the area while working and focusing on Iella. "The secret to really turning and twisting one to the darkside is not just giving anger all feel anger, all feel emotions. It is to take something they care about and prod it with feelings of lose and dangers. Allow them to try and save it by making a deal within their mind to embrace using the darkside to save while all they will really do is destroy it. Turn love and affection into obsession and fear of lose. the fear is what makes it easier to turn one to the darkside. Those who turn off the light and run to their bed to hide under the covers for fear of evil under the beds. You have patience, not fear, the patience to learn and see allowing your ideals to evolve."

"Patience to do whatever until the stars burn out and cities turn to ash. Your pride is a beautiful thing and fighting it is not something, embrace it. One should embrace their flaws and seek balance within their own imbalances."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

She is aware that there is more to it that giving into the base elements of emotion. Just the same as for love, it is not as simple as that either. However, she heeded his words and calmed her mind. Which was not as easy to her as he knows, much rolled around her thoughts now and self doubt is one of them. But she would keep that to herself for now.

"I do love and I have more then enough for others", she whispered to her more then to him. She could sense Syn up ahead but she remained still now sure of what these beings wanted with her. Still blinded to all physical things she remained as the beating continued, her thoughts focused and centered and she began to feel no pain. She did not understand their reasoning behind the beatings .. they served no purpose to her. Nothing is gained through violence as far as she is concerned.

She began to speak words that she held dear to her.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only Light can do that.​

Hate cannot drive out hate: only Love can do that.​

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

Syn continued to focus on Iella and he didn't know what to say to help. He could feel the one being hovering over him as he looked up. "I do not know how to explain it to her. Her mind focuses to much on the physical instead of looking inward." The jed master focused on it and listened. "It is not an easy thing for some to see why facing their own self. They focus too much on confrontation and physicality over the lessons being shown. You must learn to accept yourself all of yourself and she treats it like an extreme going one way or the other, this and that."

He had to agree to that, there was no other way to state it and it had taken him some time to learn it but he had figured it out slowly. Learning to be humble was something but learning to accept yourself, accept your faults and grow from them led to something more. He focused expanding his senses to Iella and tried to tap into that part of her. "Iella look outside yourself, your own mind creates the apparitions, creates what you face. Going from extremes of the force, all light, all dark is like looking at the galaxy through a crack in the door and a deterrent to the joys one can see. Embrace all of yourself."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

His words whispered to her, as if singing on a breeze. She is failing she can feel it .. hanging onto what she considers important, stubborn and unyielding. The truth was of course .. she did not wish to look inward, fear of what she might find there. Her faults and lack of character would be laid before her, feeble and nothing. She knew this is what they wanted, these entities floating around teasing and poking her. Her own self teasing and prodding at her .. tearing away the her very fabric of her soul.

Her soul shuddered as did her body as she drew in a deep breath. She focused on nothing but herself and the beatings stopped. Iella stood in silence, only the beat of her heart audible to her and it grew louder until it pounded in her mind, as if thunder cracked around her. Then that too when silent and a void engulfed her, a blackness deep and without walls or floors. Her inner being.

Someone approached, she looked toward the figure and recognised herself walking toward her. Shifting and changing in the void, the girl young and strong on Tatooine full of live and vigor smiled, a clip to her gait and her boots walked with confidence well beyond her strength. Then attired in armour .. blood stained and tired from Metalorn. Oh so much death and destruction and she had just escaped with her own life .. and on and on the vision fell before her mind's eye.

"Never strong enough, you will never be strong enough. Your pride and stubbornness stands before you a wall holding you caged and blinded". She young girl spoke.

Iella fell to her knees, and felt nothing. "I have limits and what I do have is only a drop in the force, like to single drop of water in a ocean .. I am nothing", she had always known this .. but never accepted it until now.

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

The beings remained still while Syn had been able to move, as Iella contemplated he had made his way towards her and focused on the force. She was getting it he could feel and slowly coming into the overgrown thicket he moved hearing her and seeing the beings in the force. His entire sense in the force was expanded here as he found Iella and wrapped his arms around her. "You are not nothing, there are trillions of beings in this galaxy and there has never been one that was unimportant." He held her close while breathing in the scent and sending as much calming energy as he could.

The priestesses hovering around them brought many more sights and sounds as he kept himself near Iella and listened. "There are many faces people in the galaxy wear, the hubris of one it the fear of another, your inner self a twisted scene in a mirror. It is only when we accept all of us that we can grow and learn to become more. That is why we test you, why we set you upon this course and offer so much more. It is a rare gift to see yourself, to truly see yourself. All your sins and pride laid bare, all your wants and desires and face that which is a great danger to yourself."

"But the goal is not to maim or harm it is to teach, one must always be willing to learn into order to teach and one must be willing to listen in order to speak but before the word, before the bang, before the first fallen there were others. Older being who used the midichlorians to live long after their bodies disappeared to join into the force. Being able to appear after death to those around and guide them. The ones who came later defined holding on to stay and help as something only those afraid did but have lost touch with their own."

Then Syn felt one of them close by as it touched his head. "Now we move you forward to show you something few can have but be warned to set free ones desires and wants can be as bad as severing a limb. Few can truly do it." Then the jedi master was somewhere else in a flash with Iella near him and the sights in his head, the scents painted a picture of the temple on Tython. Intermingling were all the sounds of their children grown into jedi and presenting themselves as masters, their friends, Rasu, Arya, Elayne even the ones who they had conflicted against. Dragonsflame, Talon, Ben Watts, Darron Wraith and the celebration was on going. Syn moved as the sounds of victory, true victory glimmered.

"Greetings Master Syn and Iella, come and drink we have achieved victory against the darkside and the Republic is at peace. We have won and now all is good in the galaxy." It was almost too good to be true, even his old master was there somehow, his padawans and the jedi master moved forward just a little bit with a smile on his face. Allowing for a time the idea, the very thought that this was a possible paradise they had earned.... and they had earned it all that hard work and fighting in something that never seemed to end but something was nagging at him a thought in the back of his head. "Sometimes things are too good."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

As she mind now steadied with the influence of Syn and her own acceptance of her 'self'. A renewed sense of calm fell over her, it was a false calm of course, one set by the priestess. The images before them now, showed a picture of perfection, peace now filled the galaxy. Her eyes widened at the sight of so many friends now shrouded in victory and happiness. But she too, did not buy it, something is out of place and her wide eyes narrowed somewhat.

"I agree", she whispered to Syn, "Peace is a journey not only for the Galaxy but for the individual. And it is a journey never ended .. .. .. this is wrong".

However, Iella moved among the scene smiling and taking what fare was offered to her, however she did not partake of it .. something insider of her told her not too. "Peace? .. what was the cost of it?", she whispered to herself.

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

That was the question, peace wasn't a lie it was a goal. Something to fight and try for but not something that should be within reach so easily or cheaply. He disliked when others failed to understand that simply running off to go 'Oh we have peace I am great' It made him almost sick to his stomach and why he didn't believe in some of the people who proclaimed they lived in it. He turned to look at Iella though at that, more because the illusion before him was real to all his senses except his brain.. He wasn't sure what she might be seeing but he wanted it.

"This is what they meant." Something so desired it would be like cutting a part of yourself away. He had faced himself easily enough dancing over it with glee but fighting and controlling what was perfection. It was something they should want and he had seen what it was like to be in deep despair... Had felt it when it was so hard to believe as he moved slowly and walked around not letting his hand leave Iella's. He let her be an anchor while the voices of celebration around them were boisterious, bragging and enjoying the time. A small smile came to his face though while he stood there looking at Iella. "If only."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

"But then what?", She began to wonder what people would do if they where to actually achieve this state of bliss. But she knew that day would never come. One could simply sink into dispair over this thought .. that peace is never going to be obtainable, but that is not the point, the point is to fight for it and achieve a step toward it, even if only briefly. It gives those who fight for peace a purpose, if one has no purpose that one no longer exists.

As she walked around the people she knew looking into their faces, she now realised it was not them at all.. this whole scene was a illusion as is the complete ideal of peace. She smiled at them and turned to find the true authors of the event.

"This is it?", she asked them ..

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

Syn looked at Iella and raised an eyebrow while he moved closer to her. "Then your supposed to live but even wishfully wanting peace. Wanting old friends now lost and gone to be there with you and to not have to fight... I know it is false, an illusion but one could want so hard to believe." He didn't need to look for the priestesses, they could hide wherever they wanted and be as big in the force or as small as they wanted to be. Even his sight could only track them if they allowed him. He didn't know what she would see as slowly the senses bled away and he tasted the metallic tinge of the ship.

The jedi master was standing in their room, near Iella and could feel everyone on the ship like they were right there with him. After the magnitude of the force on that planet the two of them had been exploring and now he looked around. Slightly frantic at first but then he could feel the calmness while going closer to Iella and just wrapping his arms around her. The prickling along the back of his neck though brought to his mind a sense of danger and even excitement while he buried his head into her shoulder and neck. Inhaling deeply the scent and running a hand through her hair. "We survived it seems."

"Not quite, you are not yet none... there is one more place to go and learn. You need to go back to the beginning where this first started and where you can face a danger. We will not be able to interfere while you are there but you have faced yourself, your pride and your desires. Now you must face something external and that represents your past." The jedi master looked from the bed to Iella while he focused, the beginning was many things... it could mean many things... He didn';t know where they had to go but he had to believ in the force and he spoke. "Do you have any thoughts of where we need to go?"

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

She thought over Syn's words to her about living in peace, yes indeed this is an illusion and so is peace. She could have said much much more about it and the ramifications of such thoughts and ideals but she kept quiet. Words of complacent, dull, frustration, non vigilant filled her mind, a lack of purpose or rather a purpose removed and what would one strive for? But maybe Iella was being selfish or just herself. She remember the time of 'peace', Jedi without a goal or purpose became restless and cracks began to show in them. Yet we fight for it.. but do they really .. truly want it? Yes of course, not for themselves but for those that live in an age or a situation that peace has been either taken from them or that they have never experienced. It is for this we fight.

As Syn moved to her and took her in his arms caressing her, she allowed that moment to live forever. Again they unmask their love just for a moment.

The vision shifted again, they are now resting on a bed and the Priestess speaking once more. Her brow creased at the words and Syn's question, thinking of what that could mean ... a place of darkness one within themselves again? She thought of many things .. that dark small cupboard that has always plagued her, to there we go .. but no. She was not sure if Syn and her would face this darkness together or separate and she is unclear. No foresight came to her, no vision or sense and she wondered why with alarm.

"No I don't have any clue.. face a danger could mean many things.. the Sith maybe?", she was grabbing at straws.

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

Syn looked at Iella and shrugged, the beginning was a vague term and could mean anything in the context of them but Korriban was a dangerous place. One of the worlds with Kesh and Dromund Kaas that had helped create the bane of the jedi in the galaxy. He sat there for a while and reached out with his senses. There was chaos all around and clarity... he could feel the darkside getting stronger further off and then reached out letting his mind sift through it. "Korriban... we need to go to Korriban where things did start. Where our family started." He shrugged though looking for something thinking it more in terms of a rive, starting from his conception to now and how the waters of his path had merged with Iella's to rage and move against the rest.

The jedi master moved bringing his hands about while he spoke into the comlink and told the new coordinates. Once the ship was moving he turned to Iella and just held her. So many things had happened and more so he had seen himself but he knew what was important to him. She was and now that he held her he just laid on the bed using the touch for comfort, for warmth and for healing. The closeness to share energies, if this had been cathar they would be part of a pile with each member sharing energy in a loop to increase the power but he wasn't sure how she felt about naked cat piles... Nudity was fine she had proven that... piles of cathar just laying there maybe not.

"Are you ready for this? I do not know what we will face once we get there."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

"I was not ready for this from the beginning, but I have seen and dealt with much, and still there is more for me to do. Korriban is yet another step we must take. No I am not ready, but we will go". She was frank with him now, no time for pretenses or bravado. "Syn before we go, I want the children taken somewhere safe, I don't want them to see it .. not yet".

She moved closer to him and held him tight, for the love and comfort ones needs from a partner in times like these. They are about to face something dangerous and may not return for it, or worse may return from it different people. At least that is her fear, but one she must face. I have to much fear inside me, I must reduce it. Everyone holds fear, even the best of Jedi, to deny it is foolish. But like all emotions, fear needs to be controlled equally.

"Let take this time to simply be together and with our children", she whispered.

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

"Then we shall.." But where was a truly safe place for their children, the jedi were strange at times and great for few things. They had a wonderful ability to pick and choose what they found acceptable and the constant regime changes led to one hand not knowing what policies were being slashed. He just held her close in the bed and poured as much comfort as he could into her. Deep down there was fear but he had been told to simply pretend, fake serenity everyday for people and one day you'd believe it. He did and reaching out with his senses brought the children in and to his attention. Making a space on the bed for them and setting the course for the one world he knew they would be safe... one of the few jedi he knew he could trust because her children ran around just as much.

The Hapes consortium searched them and found nothing, no problems and taking a few hours to settle in the jedi master allowed time while he thought about what was to come and leaving the planet took the ship with him and Iella to the furthest reaches of the ancient world. He bypassed the academies and the valley, the main valley instead going somewhere older. The chasm on the edges of it bringing a dangerous look but he knew where it led as the ship slowly descended down into a large cavern. He set the ship down and spoke near the droid while the light filtering in from above struck large mirrors casting in pale light ruins and statues. "This is the oldest section of Korriban, the greatest secrets of alchemy were preformed here and creatures created that the galaxy never knew were created."

He moved to their room and pepared, so many things but if they had to fight it wasn't going to be with chance, the battle worn silver gungnir armor he slowly took out. His set and looking at Iella gave a nod of his head. He put it on with his sabers and the glowing sigil of hope that as the darkness set around them on this world it glowed brighter. "When I was made here, the masters, the monster maker wished those of us here to be seeped in the darkside. There are ancient secrets, some long buried from before even the dark jedi came here, more that should stay buried. Sithspawn will be here and in hordes, be careful and prepared my love. I sense something new, something older then even me buried down here."

He exited the ship and stood there for a moment while reaching out with his senses... Then it was there a faint feeling and light almost in the oppressive darkness. He moved a little and remained as quiet as he could reaching down to the scent of old dead and rot. His hands found it, a body long since dead but as he touched it the feeling of a datapad brought him to play it. The sight for Iella of a team of jedi would show. The squad were down in the undercity of the valley, here and camping out as they detailed what was coming... and then they were attacked by the korriban zombies. As they fought one fell with the recorder and the others moved off into the distance down a dried up stream into the sections under the caves.

"We will try and recover as much of them for the records as we can, whatever came here, we'll work to avenge and honor them."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

Although she had never set foot of the place, she had been here before. The memory of it firm in her mind it was the day she meet @Talon Vorsa, she was bested by a cunning move, but in the end it seemed she had won the day. Talon now a great Jedi Master. The smile on her face only fleeting at the memory of it, only to be replaced by the dangers to come. Syn's words rang in her mind, she knew to well the history of the place, but never experienced it, not on the ground.

The dangers all too real and the potential for not return equally so. She prepared, her old suit of armour destroyed the last time she wore it, it's integrity compromised and now dangerous to wear, so prepared herself in her new armour, a gift from the Templars of the CIS. Equally if not more so, strong as the Jedi armour and one of pure elegance. Today will require all manor of weapons, as Iella reverted back to her old ways, she felt more comfortable that way when faced with extreme odds. Her saber by her side as usual, coupled with her whip and blaster, her old Corellian Smuggling weapons.

As she was ready she walked out of the ship and followed Syn on the ground. Immediately the overwhelming sense of darkness descended around her, as if like a blanket trying to wrap her up and smother her. The dark side already began to fight the light within her. She smiled, have to do better then that, she thought. Her eyes fell upon the landscape, all brown and devoid of life so it seemed, but no, something lurked within the terrain and watched. Unseen eyes penetrating and evil, this place would never be cleansed it seemed to her.

"What our destination?", she asked.

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

Syn looked at Iella and she was so resolved, so prepared that he almost wanted to weep, he wondered if he had done this with his influence briefly. She had always been a handful, willful, talented and strong but he had pushed her into a warrior and standing there as he slid the datapad into his pack. Had prepared himself for it and reached out expanding his senses... The scents here were old death and the underlying scent of something greater. Something older that he knew... "The heart." He knew it well enough and started walking offering his hand to Iella. This was like their battle on Metalorn, them going into the heart of that darkness and he spoke low but so she could hear.

"A long time ago an ancient sith lord rose to power, he was one of the strongest they had ever known and fierce beyond compare. He got so powerful that the only thing he feared was death and time. So he used one of the great crystals to stole the souls of his enemies, binding them to it. A thousand dark souls all trying to be king before he ripped his own heart out and ate it. Replacing it with the crystal heart and binding more to him. It didn't matter the more souls he bound the stronger and closer to true immortality he became." He waited a moment for it to sink it, the sith knew the secret to immortality and it was in death upon a large scale.

"Then he died, what was left of the sith arrayed against him because he would burn the empire, burn the galaxy just to rule the ashes by himself. His head was sent to Ziost, his limbs to the different corners of the galaxy and entombed in the heart of this world his own heart. When some talk about the dangers of Korriban they are really talking about the corruption, the death and that is his heart at its center." Then he stopped and held the saber. "Eons after that the heart was used by someone else, they were made immortal, and able to fight but it wasn't permanent. He wasn't strong enough to rip his own heart out and so after the jedi took it away he wondered the planet searching, never dying of thirst or hunger while everything became ash in his mouth."

He kept moving though going deeper and feeling the heart as it beat in his ears ans senses.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

Well that was a cheery tale, but one she had heard stories of herself. Such hunger for power that it drove people to do extraordinary things, bad things, but great. It is odd in a way, the Jedi do do the same thing, they couch it in different terms of course, but a drive for power and skills there none the less. It is a double edged sword for a Jedi, they require it to fulfill their purpose, desire it to do so but it is laced with a form of corruptions as well. If not vigilant to the corruption the light side can bring, they too will enter a sphere that becomes absolute. It is a form of fear etched into a Jedi, needing to be strong to fight the darkness, fearing they will never achieve it.

Iella is not as strong as Syn in the Force, she can sense the pending dangers around them both, but much escapes her. She had never really been one for chasing power or higher skills, and she lacks many things, but what she does have is masterful and powerful and enough for her to move forward and protect those she loves. Her family and the Silver Jedi.

She follows Syn forward .. moving with alertness through the force.

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

The rest of the trek down into the depths was something else. He couldn't hear shambling or anything living while they went on but they were there. Just outside his perceptions and sense of smell. Watching. The feeling of the ancient statues as they passed into the old system of caves that led to a section of the planet where the most wicked things remained. The tombs held ghost but there were so many more dangers on Korriban as Syn squeezed Iella's hand as a comfort for them both. He trusted her more then anything else and knew that she would protect many things in the future. With the jewels extending her life, with the silver jedi and with the rest of everything forming throughout the galaxy. He had parts of the world in his mind when they arrived.

Standing on a precipice Syn looked out the ancient city illuminated by false light from great crystals that still held a charge from the darkside. Still hummed with the power of ancient sith magics allowing them to bind souls as he moved down a small path and into the inky blackness. His senses guiding him through the rocks and he looked up, there was the scent of old corruption on the breeze. It was old and it was ancient, from someone who still walked searching for the strength to assimilate the heart again. Syn moved and stopped at the foot of one of the old stair cases and he looked to the side. His hands coming up and focusing on the watch statues as their eyes glowed.

He focused on the force, bringing the energies to his hands and sending it out to persuade the watchers to let them pass. Their lightning could be protected against but he didn't want to alert who was down here. An undying fiend was a dangerous thing in the end and he walked up the stairs standing atop it while looking at Iella. "Be careful, be safe there are many mysteries down here, many wonders but it is an illusion. The dangers down here are made by men whos power exceeded so many others. Ades is something else compared to others." He continued to walk towards the entrance to the throne room and there it was.

Pulsing at the heart of the throne room and hanging like a morbid prize. A crystal heart covered in dried blood and gore that was near the throne and the man. So thin from barely eating but his body would not die, hairless, with pale skin and dead eyes but his body still refused to die. He had roamed the world for as long as the jedi master could remember and had become something of a legend as he tried to find a way to put the heart back within himself. Then there was more, the flash of light from where he could smell the oils of jedi robes and see the crystals of their sabers. It was very real and very much a part of what they could find as Syn pulled it to his hands.

The saber was warm in his hands as he moved and held the blade, the robes were strange, invigorating and pure. He could taste the lightside of he force on his tongue when it came to him as he handed the robes to Iella. They were jedi robes of that he had no doubt and he gave them to Iella. Something for her to use as it made his sithspawn blood want to boil. A dangerous gambit but more what he was sure of no matter what. The other thing was the saber as he activated it. The snap hiss giving rise to a golden orange blade and the sensational touch of a piece of the ancient solari crystal.

"Ahhh" Syn took in a sharp gasp of breath alerting to whatever it was as he held the blade out and at the ready. "A piece of the solari crystal." He didn't know what to say but he felt the energy coming off the blade. It was stranger and familiar he knew it well. "The heart of the guardian."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

The sight of the place, held two things for Iella. One was pure horror, not fear. The horror that something so evil could be wrought and kept for eons. The twisted man in front of her, a pure indication of what becomes of those that travel this path. If one needed a reminder they only had to let their eyes fall on him. The scene before played out like a story of fiction, ones set the make the heart stop and the soul shudder. But this was not fiction, it lay before her.

But yet there is a strange magnificence to the place, not one of beauty and splendour but history. Much power of the force resided her, abet evil and darkside, but still within the realm of it. Such a strange and unyielding thing is the Force, such diversity and degrees. She stood in awe of the horror of it.

Her skin tingled, the darkside licking at her like a lover, enticing and inviting to partake. But a lover untrue and deceitful, hungry and never to be satiated. As Syn handed her the Jedi Robes she immediately felt the presence of the Jedi and his essence. Yes she will take it and protect it, lay it to rest in a safe place within the Silver Jedi Catacomb.

“Who is this man?”, she asked of the twisted being before her. Every fibre of the being wanting to leave but she knew more was to come, that much was certain. She too had left the watchers waiting.

 

[Syn]

[member="Iella E'ron"]

Syn knew his name and his search, the ancient heart had cursed him... left him like this and standing there he felt the rest of what was coming. The undead army was created from the heart monstrous entities that he knew were to dangerous at times. The sounds of more things not just shuffling beasts came to his ears though. Sithspawn attracted to and that hibernated deep in the earth to feed off the darkside but that was the point of tests. His smirk came as he spoke keeping the blade trained on the man and the heart. "Naz Felyood, his name at one point was Naz Felyood."

That was all that was needed as the defenders of the tomb came, Naz had searched for the heart for so long and now he had it but an undead heart that could keep you alive was useless. Syn moved bringing to his hand his saber as it activated with a snap hiss and the silvery light blue blade slashing into the zombies and beasts. He didn't know how to get close to the heart to destroy it but he did know as the energy from the crystal came that he moved for the man and pulled slashing through the sea of corpses. "Iella go for the heart." With a shout Syn pulled Naz with him into his hands and jumped up to an awning in the room.

He focused on the battle and sending his awareness to Iella while listening to the inaudiable speakings of Naz. His voice from centuries of disuse mostly gone and his mind rotted away. A living death that Syn sought to end for him finally but knew deep down that wasn't the problem. THe problem was the heart and it was a very real threat that he focused on throwing the saber and controlling it with the force careened it around to slice a section of korriban undead into ribbons.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Syn"]

Her eyes raised to see the blood coated heart suspended by the throne. Go for the heart? That was easy said than done. Considering their position, it was not easy to draw on the light side of the force, and so Iella concentrated on her innate abilities and that constant knot of light side energy ever present within her centre. It was as if the dark side knew of her purpose and began to fight her. The sickening licking fleck of darkness began to surround her and she fought back.

The heart seemed to be held by a chain, suspending it in the air, the gore dried on the outside but she could see fresh blood dripping to the ground, the source of it she knew not. Her stomach heaved at the sight of it.

Her saber ignited as some of the undead moved toward her, the white dragon, pulsed in fury the essence of the white dragon hungry to feed on the dark side. She began to move forward, dispatching those that stood in her way, the blade hissed has it bite the flesh of the guardians and severed their heads from their body.

Ever closer she moved, until directly below the heart. Her blade flashed through the air as she threw it upward, rotating horizontally, until the white blade cut the chain and the heart fell to the floor.