The Padawan watches carefully, his grey eyes seeming to never leave the Herglic as he watched as he retrieved the supposed Hapan gun. He didn't know what it was, well, he didn't know what it did other than shoot something out of it -- I mean, that's what all blasters and guns did right?
The ebony haired male shrugs his shoulders when asked, but it seemed more of a rhetoric than an actual question. Whilst he continued to speak, Haytham's mind wandered and figured he'd want the Padawan to do some ghastly thing to the female prison they had taken. But no, oh was he surprised when he was suddenly faced with the blaster pointed in his direction.
In the first moment that he was struck by the electromagnetic wave, he felt as if he couldn't move. It was like he was incapable of summoning the strength to move his leg -- No, it was more akin to having forgotten how to move his body. In the recesses of his mind he was already grasping at any shred of anger he could manage, but he didn't know why. It was as if he expected the order to come and the words echoed in his mind as almost instantaneously he upon the suppressed tendrils of the Dark Side that were within him.
Akin to a dam being released, he shattered the barrier that held back his darkest passions and desires and was consumed by them, relishing in it as he bathed within the Dark Side. Feeling a burning sensation within his eyes, he grapsed his face as he felt the light side be cast out as if he were possessed, his body trembling with the power as his rage slowly consumed him. Unknowingly, his grey gaze slowly transitioned from their aforementioned colour to one of his a glowing yellow, corruption of the Dark Side streaking through them, corruption that he was certain he had cast away after combating that one Sith Knight.
He breathed heavily as he collapsed to all fours, his hands clenching at the durasteel flooring, grasping at anything he could but finding nothing but flattened ground...
[member="Hion the Herglic"]