Private Trespasser

[Surea]

There was a poetic justice in hunting the remnants of the Bryn'adul in the dark tunnels of Pammant. After what they did to her, her life had been stuck in a claustrophobic educing cage. Now it was their turn to feel helpless. Unable to escape. A red glow illuminated her path as she stalked down one of the numerous tunnels. The group she was hunting had fled further in. Her rot had caught them by surprise. No, her rot seemed to be more effective against them than she or them assumed. Already they were succumbing to the disease. Flesh turning black, near melting off.

They didn't get to have a clean death. Surea walked past the bodies, leaving them to rot from the inside out until their hearts stopped. There were more ahead. More to kill. The crackling of her saber intensified as her cybernetic hand tightened it's grip. It likely wouldn't last much longer, the weapon. Her hate had already fractured the casing before. She couldn't help it. Not when it was the Bryn.

Xeykard

 

[Xeykard]

Surea ​

The hate was delicious.

The raw, rich scent carried far through the tunnels, but Xeykard found himself willing to go far to find its source. Broken corpses laid in the killer's wake; Xeykard followed quietly, until he could see her. And...

He was unimpressed. The hate was raw, unleashed; so was the girl, who seemed like an unmolded piece of clay, a blunt piece of metal, rather than a honed weapon. But, there was always room to improve.

Xeykard released his presence, suddenly appearing in the darkness of the cave, a few meters behind the younger Sith.

"Girl," he growled. "Slow." His command was a test; he wanted to see what she could do. What she would do.

 

[Surea]

Another approached. It didn't feel like a Bryn, though. She turned her head, needlessly 'looking' back to Xeykard . More just showing that she knew he was there. Not that he seemed like he could hide. From what she could see in the Force, he was large. Larger than her at least. Slow? Surea's grip on her blade tightened. He felt like a Sith. But slow? What was slow?

"Slow?"