Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The March of Progress [TU dominion of Shiffrin]

@Werah Union [member="Fabian Krass"] [member="Freanne"] @Brynar Ordo [member="Acaleus Thorn"] [member="Crix Meriet"] [member="Kyros Fen"] @sabrina
Objective: Eliminate Death Knight Camp
Allies: Techno Union Soldiers
Gear: To lazy to state it
Enemies: Death Night NPCs

Krayzen so the battle continue. He estimated that for every Techno Union soldier that died, ten Death Night men joined in the real of chaos. The Anzat knew the realm existed, knowing full well that for his dark sided deeds, he would be going there soon. That was why he planned on learning how to revive himself before he died, but he knew such an art was ancient, and only a few knew about it. The chances of learning it were against him, but then again, over a century ago, no one would believe he would have joined the One Sith, and reach this stage in his life.

The Anzati powerhouse then went to attack, continuing to perform a hybridization of Djem So, and other martial art forms. He reflected bolt after bolt, the muscle suit helping him move much more easier due to the fact that it took all the weight from his armor. Krayzen then so the leader of the Death Night(in this camp at least) attempted to escape, and he sensed he was a moderate force user. Why did I not sense him before? he though curiously as he went to stop him.

Soon, he was within a close amount of distance from the leader that he leader so it as futile to run away, especially from an Anzat.

"I suggest you surrender."

"Never!" he stated, activating a phrik blade that was enhanced with force weapon.

Krayzen was momentarily surprised, but he was ready for any attack, or counter attack.

"Then it shall be your fall." he stated, as he run to attack him.
 

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