"We are already feared. But despite what you may think, we... are no Sith. We are beyond Sith, the Sith are our prey. You are our prey, but," Jhar was surprised by his partners hesitance, but he supposed that holocrons too had value to a weapon of the Dark Side.
"That can be delayed, for a time. I simply would like to warn you that this would not be done for you, and by the end of the ordeal, at least one of the three of us will be dead. I intend that to be you. I think I've made myself clear, Doviculous? Make a decision, kill him, or kill him later. I will follow you in whatever you choose."
Having revealed himself, and staying his knife to the voice of what might probably be considered his Master, he now stood very close to this, "Sith". He would have very easily killed him right then, but it seemed that the Devil's Reject had a hand in greed as well. Entities of supernatural influence such as this almost always were able to be pulled into a deal, contract, or game, of which the initiating mortal would have no hope of competing against. It was bold of this weak apprentice to believe he had a choice in the matter of his own death, but for now he would allow him to think he had a choice.