Prologue
"Ulic Qel-Droma! I have searched for you across the galaxy," Sylvar spoke. Her words were as icey as the winds outside of the viewing chamber. The words sank into Ulic's heart and mind as a rock would melt into lava, but the former Jedi kept calm. His heart was not cold anymore. If not for the apprenticeship of Vima, Ulic would have lashed at his opponent.
"Even in a place as cold as this, your festering presence is like a beacon to me. Your running and hiding is finished now," the female Cathar continued. Her words seared through the air, and their target was Ulic. If they bore the power of her anger in energy, they would have devastated the human. Yet Ulic was calm, at peace. Even without the Force as his ally, he acted as a Jedi would. He was prepared for what may come. "Justice is mine!" the anger driven being finished. Her anger filled the room. Even the fallen Jedi could feel it, even as he had no direct connection to the Force.
"Justice? What is justice?" Ulic asked. His sense of truth defied the cat-like woman. His truth impaled her, only to tear open a gaping wound. Her anger for the death of her life mate was released in one simple action. Qel-Droma knew this all too well. From the ways of the Sith that he had once embraced, he knew there was only one thing that Cathar could do once the anger was fully unleashed.
Sylvar ignited her lightsaber. The near magenta colored blade lit the entire chamber up. The greys and browns begin to glow like the anger that flew about the female Jedi. She followed her haste, and lifted the lightsaber from the ground into the air and held the blade out. It was pointed directly at Ulic. The dark side flew from the Force, into the Cathar's mind, ripped through her veins and was venting from her lightsaber.
"You must die, Ulic-- for your crimes against the Republic. For all the blood on your hands, for your alliance with the evil Exar Kun.. and especially for the death of my mate, Crado!" exclaimed the anger filled Sylvar. Her fury was overflowing from her body as a hose that pumps water continuously into a bucket. Her eyes bore deep into the back of Qel-Droma.
Slowly, he turned around and spoke, "You know what kind of person Crado was. Don't blame me for his choices. You shaped him as much as I did. None of us are innocent. I've had to overcome my own guilt. Can you overcome yours?". The former Jedi questioned her, and the other slipped into the dark side. Sylvar reached out for all of her hatred in the universe and gave in. It flowed through her stronger than anything that the planet of Rhen Var had ever felt. She moved forward to attack Ulic.
Twp options stood before Ulic. Death or survival. He hesitated for a meer second and reached for his belt. He pulled his lightsaber up and ignited it. The Cathar lashed at Ulic. She used her hatred to attack, attempting to finish the fallen Jedi. With no connection to the Force, Ulic attempted to block the onslaught with his lightsaber.
"Ulic Qel-Droma! I have searched for you across the galaxy," Sylvar spoke. Her words were as icey as the winds outside of the viewing chamber. The words sank into Ulic's heart and mind as a rock would melt into lava, but the former Jedi kept calm. His heart was not cold anymore. If not for the apprenticeship of Vima, Ulic would have lashed at his opponent.
"Even in a place as cold as this, your festering presence is like a beacon to me. Your running and hiding is finished now," the female Cathar continued. Her words seared through the air, and their target was Ulic. If they bore the power of her anger in energy, they would have devastated the human. Yet Ulic was calm, at peace. Even without the Force as his ally, he acted as a Jedi would. He was prepared for what may come. "Justice is mine!" the anger driven being finished. Her anger filled the room. Even the fallen Jedi could feel it, even as he had no direct connection to the Force.
"Justice? What is justice?" Ulic asked. His sense of truth defied the cat-like woman. His truth impaled her, only to tear open a gaping wound. Her anger for the death of her life mate was released in one simple action. Qel-Droma knew this all too well. From the ways of the Sith that he had once embraced, he knew there was only one thing that Cathar could do once the anger was fully unleashed.
Sylvar ignited her lightsaber. The near magenta colored blade lit the entire chamber up. The greys and browns begin to glow like the anger that flew about the female Jedi. She followed her haste, and lifted the lightsaber from the ground into the air and held the blade out. It was pointed directly at Ulic. The dark side flew from the Force, into the Cathar's mind, ripped through her veins and was venting from her lightsaber.
"You must die, Ulic-- for your crimes against the Republic. For all the blood on your hands, for your alliance with the evil Exar Kun.. and especially for the death of my mate, Crado!" exclaimed the anger filled Sylvar. Her fury was overflowing from her body as a hose that pumps water continuously into a bucket. Her eyes bore deep into the back of Qel-Droma.
Slowly, he turned around and spoke, "You know what kind of person Crado was. Don't blame me for his choices. You shaped him as much as I did. None of us are innocent. I've had to overcome my own guilt. Can you overcome yours?". The former Jedi questioned her, and the other slipped into the dark side. Sylvar reached out for all of her hatred in the universe and gave in. It flowed through her stronger than anything that the planet of Rhen Var had ever felt. She moved forward to attack Ulic.
Twp options stood before Ulic. Death or survival. He hesitated for a meer second and reached for his belt. He pulled his lightsaber up and ignited it. The Cathar lashed at Ulic. She used her hatred to attack, attempting to finish the fallen Jedi. With no connection to the Force, Ulic attempted to block the onslaught with his lightsaber.