Dedecus left Ambria and set a course for Dromund Kaas. He realized that during the discussion with his master about "Millenial the heretic", Dedecus didn't know what he looked like. This was no problem, because he would be able to tell which one of his future victims is the master. He recalled his previous life as a Mandalorian, and realized that the entire Mandalorian order grew weak. It was a shadow of its former self. After Vitiate's empire fell, the Sith order was also chaotic and disorganized. They lost direction and purpose. His uncle was very similar to Kaan. He thought he gave new meaning to what it meant to be a Mandalorian, but it was all a big lie. Kaan didn't understand the sith either. Dedecus remembered the disgrace he suffered. He vowed to get revenge on his uncle.
Dedecus realized he gravely underestimated the fuel it would take to get to Dromund Kaas. Upon looking at his map, he realized the planet is much farther away than he initially believed. He also had no intention of spending "forever" inside of a small ship with only his thoughts for company. He realized he was not too far away from Coruscant, and decided to land there, even with the jedi temple so close. He began his descent into the planet atmosphere, and soon enough was at the spaceport. He heard a voice from outside the cockpit. "Welcome to Coruscant's main spaceport, please state your business." Dedecus replied "my ship is low on fuel, and I need a few supplies." There was no response from the automated system. He landed in a near-empty hangar bay. He slowly exited the ship. It was too quiet. Even without force sensitivity, anyone could sense something was off. Dedecus clutched his lightsaber hilt with one hand as a door to the hangar bay opened.
Three large commandos and a tall Togruta male wearing a brown robe approached Dedecus. The alien said "welcome to Coruscant, I'm investigating suspicious lower gang activity. A lot of spice has been smuggled in and out of spaceports." Dedecus, who was wearing casual attire, was highly nervous. He knew his master would immediately excommunicate him if he revealed himself to the jedi. It would be a terrible situation not only for him, but for the entire Sith order. Luckily, the jedi didn't notice the lightsaber hilt bulging out from underneath Dedecus' jacket. Dedecus, crushing his fear finally spoke. "Please, feel free master jedi to investigate my ship. It's nothing special. I need to head to a restroom however, so if you'll excuse me." He walked past the jedi and two of the commandos. The third one grabbed his shoulder. Dedecus was ready to demolish him, but he decided to see what the commando wanted. The bulky suit of armor was intimidating, even to him. "No one leaves the hangar without first being cleared." Dedecus replied "I come and go anywhere I want, when I want." The Commando took the butt of his rifle and prepared to strike Dedecus. Dedecus grabbed the rifle with his hand, and summoned the force to grant him more physical strength. This was a variation of the teachings he learned from the Emperor's Wrath. The Jedi drew out his blue lightsaber. "HALT!" Both Dedecus and the commando stopped for a brief moment. The Jedi approached Dedecus and asked "how were you able to stop the rifle so quickly? I see your hand prints on the barrel, but I've seen men twice your size who can't do that." Dedecus paused and said "Sometimes, I don't know my own strength." The Togruta then said "I sense the force is very strong with you. I wish I could've taken you to the Jedi temple to be trained, but the aura of the dark side surrounds you. No good can come of training you." Dedecus realized there was no one around but the three commandos and the Jedi. The hangar door was closed, and there were only a few security cameras. Dedecus closed his eyes and channeled dark size energy. First, he very quietly titled the security cameras so the pointed to the wall. The Togruta was taken aback. "What is this, how can you-" he was stopped by a powerful force wave which knocked Dedecus' adversaries back several meters. Dedecus drew his red lightsaber and said "I've been looking forward to making your acquaintance, master Jedi." Dedecus bowed to the Togruta. The commandos began to fire, but Dedecus was more than prepared. He learned several lightsaber forms. While he was a master at Shien, he was proficient in Shii-Cho and Soresu as well. He entered a Soresu stance to deflect the blaster fire. Just then, one of the commandos felt a grip around his neck. He was being slowly lifted up and suffocated. The Togruta acted quickly, he unleashed his own force wave, which was even stronger than the young sith's. Dedecus was slammed against the wall of the hangar bay, and the commando was released. Dedecus then fueled his body with rage. With one impressive jump, he leaped 10 feet forward, and decapitated one commando. The two others were shocked and hesitated. Dedecus already knew what to do. He grabbed one commando and impaled him through the back, and used him as a shield to deflect blaster fire from the last one. The Togruta Jedi then put a glowing blue force barrier around himself. The barrier was a sphere created from pure force energy. Dedecus knew the Jedi was getting serious. He tried to use his lightning to shock the barrier, but it had no effect. The last commando stopped firing briefly. He put on his breath mask, and said "take cover master Jedi, I'll finish this." Dedecus dropped the lifeless corpse and positioned himself in a defensive stance. The commando threw a small grenade, which released a gas upon hitting the ground. Dedecus used his force speed to run in the other direction. The Jedi made a run for the hangar door.
At this moment, Dedecus realized he needed to stop the jedi. He couldn't risk him going to the order and telling them that the sith still exist. The commando was still a major obstacle. Dedecus lifted the commando with the force again, and threw him on top of the Jedi. He did another force leap, and skewered both of them with his lightsaber. He could feel the life go out of both of his victims. Unfortunately, the gas had already spread in the room, and Dedecus inhaled some. He knew he didn't have long, and if he passed out or died, the sith order would be doomed. Even mastery of the force was not enough to neutralize the effects of this unknown gas. He decided his best option was to torch the entire hangar. He noticed the gasoline canisters near the hangar door. Everything had to burn here by fire. He went to the opposite end of the hangar bay. Using the force, he lifted a rifle off of one of the dead commandos, and brought it to his hands. He shot the barrels, and a loud explosion was set off. His ship was immediately engulfed in flames. It took only a few seconds for the fire to reach what was left of the ship's fuel and cause a second loud explosion. Dedecus using the force once more, threw the barrels all over the hangar bay, so the fire would spread. He sat for a minute or so, noticing the gas starting to have an effect on his sight. The entire hangar bay was engulfed, and the bodies were burning. He took his lightsaber, and made a square-shaped incision in the wall. He kicked the heated metal forward, and his ticket to the outside was revealed. He quickly ran outside to a large corridor, not directly connected to the hangar bay.
The effects of the gas were accelerating. He kept it at bay with his power, but his defenses were fading. Seeing no way to get an antidote, and the effects accelerating, he took his lightsaber, and quickly removed the red crystal from the hilt. He hid the hilt inside a cargo container, and kept the red crystal in his pocket. This way, whoever found him, would think he was just a common merchant who barely survived an explosion.
No sooner than a few minutes passed before the raging inferno in the hangar drew the attention of more republic forces. Within moments, the bay became surrounded by two drop ships which released troopers to put out the fire and search for the cause, and any survivors. It didn't take long for Dedecus's unconscious body to be found by one of the squads of troopers. "Sir I've found one of the survivors, here, he's passed out I think from inhalation from the fire." A trooper clad in standard issue republic snow white armor approached the body. After pulling Dedecus away from where he had collapsed, he placed an oxygen mask on him, and took him to a med bay.
"Does he have some kind of identification papers on him?" A trooper in a red-armored vest asked one of the squad. The Republic Military ranks were often determined by color. The white armor was usually for the standard soldier. Blue or green was often that of medics. Red and Orange were used for the high ranking veterans. The colors had been changed a dozen times. The designations can be changed at any time with a simple order by the Supreme Chancellor.
"No, I don't know sir", said one of the standard troopers. "I found him just over there just outside of a large corridor tunnel. If I had to guess, the smoke from the fire must have flooded that place and he passed out right after running out." The trooper said to his commanding officer while pointing back at the tunnel he'd dragged Dedecus from. Another several squads were concentrating on putting out the fire, and looking for survivors, and of course, the cause of the explosion.
"That is a most interesting assumption trooper, if it's true, and he lives, that would make him a key witness. We need to get him awake again as soon as possible." A wise, matured voice said from behind the trooper. As the trooper turned around, he was shocked at who arrived at the scence.
"Master Kar! What are you doing here? If I had known one of the council members was in the area I'd have made preparations for your arrival, sir." The commander said to jedi high council member and hero of the last mandalorian war years ago; Jedi master Voren Kar. The trooper in red bowed to show him respect and made a non-verbal gesture with his hand so the other troopers did as well. "A simple act of arson like this or the accident this hangar fire isn't a concern for a jedi council member."
"Commander there is no need to be so formal and defensive around this old man! I'm not here to steal this investigation or interfere with you and your men. I was just in the area when I saw the smoke and came to see if one of my former students whom the order assigned here was alright." Master Voren said this with a cheerful smile and then disappeared when the other members of the commanders' squad arrived with the casualty report of the hangar and he saw his former padawan's name on it.
"I'm sorry sir, the fire did too much damage to the bodies to correctly determine the cause of death. My medics have told me the explosion that caused the fire was most likely a gas leak." Your padawan is over there with the other dead troopers...should I have the body sent to the temple, sir?" The commander said to Master Voren with regret in his voice. Master Voren just ignored him walked over to the piled body bags gathered by the commanders' men. Unzipping the bag with his former student inside, and placing his hand on his face, Kar said: "You were one of the order's finest jedi." Master Kar closed his eyes and whispered "there is no death, only the force." After saying his prayer closing his friends still open eyes Voren watched as his body was zipped back up. "Commander, I shall take the survivor to the temple for questioning, no doubt he has been through a lot." The commander simply nodded his head, and moved to check on the other squads.
As Dedecus slept, darkness was the only thing in his mind. There were too many voices echoing, but then one of them manifested itself and laughed at him. "You call yourself sith, but you allowed a non force user to get the better of you with a simple maneuver! You lack the ability to be a true Sith. Let this be a lesson to you, boy. Your masters' way is wrong." The voice manifested as a phantom image of Darth Nexus who then whipped out his lightsaber. With that, Dedecus awoke from his nightmare.
Dedicus took a long look around. He was in some kind of med bay or hospital wing of a massive building. There was a strange, unfamiliar feeling. He could feel thousands of minds all very strong in the force. A wave of panic swept over him. He felt a strong presence of the light side of the force all around him. He did everything he could to avoid entering in the hall of the jedi temple, but it was all for nothing.
A tall jedi, who was clearly a master, given his advanced age, and aura of power around him, approached Dedecus. He spoke "are you all right, young one? You were in an explosion, you barely survived." Dedecus tried to compose himself. The master radiated compassion and peace, yet also strength. Dedecus said "um, yes, master jedi. What's going on?" The Jedi answered "It's best not to overdo it. When you feel better, I'd like to have a word with you, regarding the explosion." Dedecus, was nervous. But he knew what he had to do. His master taught him to feed on his fear to make him stronger. He also knew the fundamental rule of becoming a true sith. Sith do not fear, period. Dedecus smiled and said "yes master, give me a few hours, and I'll report to the temple."
The next few hours, Dedecus meditated on the dark side of the force, gathering strength. He knew his ultimate goal was to get to Dromund Kaas. He was no longer in a prison, he could literally just walk out the door, but he needed to be clever. He decided to slowly creep out of bed. He changed into his regular clothes, and tip-toed away from the room he was staying in. He walked down a long corridor, which seemed to be the exit to the temple. He took a look at all of the jedi. There were dozens, if not hundreds, in this corridor alone. How would the Sith ever topple so many enemies? Dedecus realized it was unlikely that he, or even his future apprentice, would see the downfall of the jedi order. Dedecus then spotted a woman, who looked to be in her later thirties. She had long, dark hair, was about 6' tall, and was wearing a Jedi Master's robe. She was working with a young Nautolan padawan on lightsaber technique. By the looks of it, the padawan was learning intermediate Shii-Cho sequences. Dedecus, taking a huge risk, walked over there and said "You should raise your elbows a bit more, the Shii-Cho form is a balanced one. It strives to be equal in offense and defense." The woman said "very good, you clearly are an up and coming Jedi Knight. I've been trying to teach him Shii-Cho, he isn't suited for Shien or Soresu, so I thought maybe something in between was best." Dedecus was stunned. This woman matched exactly the description of his mother, but he just couldn't believe it.
He couldn't leave the temple without knowing, even though Cognus would've have chastised him for it. He asked her "can we spar, master Jedi, I want to get ready for my upcoming trials." The woman looked at him and said "I think I may be too much of a challenge for you. You should look for another padawan." Dedecus walked away, and looked for a piece of paper and a pen. He knew if he showcased his immense power, the jedi would be watching him. Showing off was not permitted. The Sith MUST hide in the shadows. He was shocked that the woman couldn't tell he was a sith. He wrote down a letter on a piece of paper. He looked over his shoulder, and found the Nautolan was alone, clumsily trying to master intermediate Shii-Cho movements. Dedecus realized this is why the sith will win. The Jedi train ineffective warriors who have little talent for blade combat. He sensed that the Nautolan was barely force sensitive, nothing to be impressed about. But the Jedi were willing to train him, to grand him the title of master one day. Dedecus realized this lax attitude over time would be the downfall of the Jedi. He walked over to the Nautolan and said "here, give this to your master." The Nautolan replied "you know I'm actually a very strong Jedi. I can lift things with the force, and I took down a nexu the other day." Everything in Dedecus' body screamed to destroy the padawan. His abilities were amateurish at best. Instead he grabbed the padawan by his robe and said "it is VERY IMPORTANT you give this to your master." The padawan shoved him off and said "fine, just get off me! You are lucky I don't just pummel you right now." Dedecus, growing more impatient asked "what is your master's name, I'd rather give it to her myself." The Nautolan exclaimed "how do you NOT know master Balana, she is famous you know." He then whispered "The masters don't let the other padawans know this, but she had a kid once." Dedecus calmly said "go on." The Nautolan said "yea, I think the kid was given to some Mandalorian tribe, but no one really knows."
Dedecus then said "Ok, give this to master Balana. Oh, and can I borrow a star fighter from the hangar." The Nautolan looked at him and folded his arms "oh, you sneak out in those sometimes too?" Dedecus said "yea, but don't tell the masters." "My name is Devarus by the way." Dedecus smiled and shook his hand. "A pleasure to meet you, but I really must be on my way." Dedecus gave Devarus the note, and jumped into a nearby star fighter. He noticed it was completely fueled, had a better navicomputer than his old junk jet he pieced together, and had a larger engine. He opened the hangar doors with a remote imbedded in the ship, and flew out.
Meanwhile, on Dromund Kaas, Darth Millenial was visibly disturbed. It had been a long time since he sensed doom from elsewhere in the galaxy. His tribe, who were known as the "Prophets of the Dark Side", numbered several dozen now. He had escaped the wrath of his old master, Darth Cognus, and lived a relatively simple life. A few strong apprentices had arisen. His two best were Trephess, who was a Nikto sith blademaster, and another, Kelnara, a Twi'lek, who was very adept at force lighting techniques.
Millenial summoned them to his throne, deep in the jungle. "Trephess, Kelnara, my old master has found us." Trephess and Kelnara, raised their heads and were visibly disturbed. Kelnara timidly asked "you mean, Darth Cognus?" Trephess, who was also in a mild state of panic asked "why now, why leave us alone for so long?" Millenial stood up, and folded his hands behind his back. The three-eyed mutant wore a dark blue robe, which hid his third-eye. He calmly replied "It's not her, it's her new apprentice."
Millenial was known for his unique precognitive abilities. Very few force-sensitives could accurately get glimpses of the future. Fewer still were those like Millenial, who believed he was ordained by the dark side to undermine the ruling Banite Sith order, and eventually establish a new empire. Millenial continued speaking "If he was able to survive Cognus' teachings to become this powerful, he has indeed become a great threat." Trephess asked "what should we do master, we have to escape somehow."
Millenial lightly chuckled. Correction my apprentice: "I will escape, you and Kelnara will face this new Sith. Trephess will pose as me, and Kelnara as his apprentice." Trephess became filled with rage. He couldn't understand why his master would betray them like this. Surely, if three of them faced Cognus' apprentice, then they could win. Millenial, sensing his apprentice's growing rage, lifted him up and began choking him. He then spoke "you took an oath to serve me, and if you don't do exactly as I say, I will crush your neck and dance on your corpse." Trephess was gasping for air as Kelnara watched, helplessly. Millenial then tightened his grip and asked "Do I make myself clear, Trephess?" Millenial released the Nikto, who got back up and answered "yes master, I'll take a few of the lesser acolytes as well so it looks like our entire order is present." Millenial then took off his dark robe, and put it on Trephess. He then said "we need you to look like me as much as possible, so I will paint a false third eye on your forehead." Kelnara then finally found the courage to say something. "I'll go round up the acolytes master, tell them we are going to face a strong opponent."
Hours past, and Kelnara gathered up exactly a dozen acolytes of various skill levels. Some still hadn't graduated from the training blades, others had proficient telekinetic force techniques. Darth Millenial said "I will take the other remaining acolytes and flee to Asation, we will be safe there for a few years." Trephess was unnerved, and Kelnara was so nervous, her forehead tentacles were visibly shaking. Millenial said "you can defeat him. Remember your training. In fact, I expect you to bring me his head. If you succeed, we will then plan an attack on the sith master herself."
Millenial disappeared into the jungle with his followers. Kelnara then said to Trephess "I propose you and I be the last line of defense, let the acolytes play with him, and we will fight him if needed." Trephess nodded his head and said "this way, it will look like our order was caught off guard. I like the plan." Kelnara touched her forehead. She looked at Trephess and said "He is already here."
Dedecus had just landed his ship on the jungle world. He could see the old imperial Citadel in ruins on the distant horizon. After flying out of the hangar, he managed to covertly retrieve his lightsaber, and made a few upgrades to the hilt. As he started to explore the world, he heard grunts and roars of different jungle beasts. He walked carefully through the bushes. He gripped his lightsaber on his belt, in the event of a surprise attack. Eventually after several hours of walking, he stumbled across a hill with signs of civilization. His intuition was correct. There were people living here, and they were most likely sith, given the various artifacts radiating dark side energy.
Meanwhile, off in the distance, Trephess saw a hooded figure down in the valley. He then whispered to a group of acolytes and said "go and ambush him. Bring him to me." Like a group of hunting vorn tigers, they disappeared into the dense flora, and walked towards Dedecus. Dedecus paused, sensing several life forms approaching. He surrounded himself with an electric sphere, preparing to intercept any attack. Just then, an acolyte jumped out of the bush, training blade drawn. Dedecus sidestepped the attack, and fired an arc of lighting, temporarily stunning the acolyte. He quickly impaled the acolyte. Just as he finished retracting his lightsaber, three more appeared and began charging him. He channeled dark side energy, and concentrated it in his body. He unleashed the miniature explosion, which radiated outward, pushing his attackers back. He entered the Shii-Cho form, as it was appropriate against several enemies. He made a quick, yet powerful vertical slash, which was just barely blocked by a training blade. Dedecus then kicked the acolyte in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. Before he had a chance to finish, he was force pushed onto the ground. He immediately leaped up in the air and positioned himself in front of the three. These acolytes were annoying in a group. They were unskilled, like jedi padawans, but not completely incapable of defending themselves. Dedecus sent out a sonic wave of energy, stunning the three. The force scream technique was one of the Wrath's favorites. He then threw his lightsaber like a boomerang at the closest acolyte. Still recovering from the force scream, the acolyte couldn't parry the lightsaber. The blade cut his arm clear off at the shoulder, and grazed his side. The lightsaber returned to Dedecus, who was displeased with his inaccuracy. The acolyte screamed in pain. Then Dedecus ran towards the other two acolytes, and faked a thrust maneuver. He then ducked, spun his lightsaber around, and severed the legs of both acolytes with one deadly sweep. He then impaled them both in rapid succession. The third acolyte, who was in extreme pain didn't attempt to put up a fight. Dedecus grabbed him up his throat and asked "where is Darth Millenial?" The acolyte was breathing heavily, and then spit in Dedecus' face. Dedecus, with his left hand, wiped it off. He then slammed the acolyte to the ground and said "I was going to put you out of my misery, but I've decided to let you suffer." With that, he stormed off. Trephess was visibly shocked at how quickly Dedecus decimated the students. He then said "ok, everyone but Kelnara, go and finish him off!"
Once again, the other Prophets stealthily approached Dedecus. This time, Dedecus got out of the dense jungle, and saw a hooded figure and a Twi'lek. He projected his voice, almost to the point of yelling " Darth Millenial, you forgot the first and only reality of the sith." Dedecus stepped out into the open. "You will pay for your heresy." He then charged towards Trephess, but was interrupted when 9 other Sith appeared. They all drew out their lightsabers. Trephess said "you are indeed strong, but you are a fool if you think you can defeat the strongest of my order." Dedecus then looked around and calmly replied "as you wish."
One Prophet, wielding a saberstaff, lunged towards Dedecus, who simply sidestepped. He switched to the Shien form, which was risky, given how many opponents there were. Trephess watched as a flurry of lightsaber movements were made. Dedecus was unimpressed by the chaotic frenzy of red spinning through the air like a swarm of bees. He blocked the first few strikes with ease, but he quickly realized he was overwhelmed. These students were proficient, and there was no way to block that many blades. Dedecus then sent out another shockwave, pushing all nine of his aggressors back. He raised his left hand, and summoned a lighting tornado, which engulfed four of his enemies. The remaining five, all wielding single lightsabers, went after him. The first attack was an overhead slash, Dedecus lunged forward and impaled the enemy. Then, another Prophet flipped in the air and almost impaled Dedecus from above. He jumped backward, only to be attacked by two more enemies behind him. Dedecus leaped in the air, and then pummeled the ground, stunning his enemies briefly. The ones behind him preferred a more one-handed approach. Dedecus realized they must be Makashi specialists. He hadn't studied the form in depth, but knew they were often weak against force powers. He shot out a forked blast of lightning, which charred both of them at such close range. Dedecus then lifted them up telekentically, and threw them on top of the group trapped in the tornado, which was decreasing in intensity. His acrobat adversary then continued to employ Ataru tactics. Dedecus saw that she was unsafe in her approach, but was unable to seize an opening. He once again resorted to force powers. He force pushed his opponent to the ground, and then quickly followed up with a lightsaber throw, fatally slashing the Prophet through the stomach.
Trephess and Kelnara were shocked. They had no idea their opponent was so powerful. Trephess and Kelnara looked at each other and nodded. They worked well as a team, and understood each others' verbal cues. They silently entered the fight. Dedecus then did something which surprised everyone. He picked up a lightsaber off of one of the corposes and ignited it. He now had six powerful sith to contend with. Luckily for him, he was adept at using two lightsabers, though he had better technique with one. Dedecus placed the lightsaber in his left hand horizontally outward, and the one in his right hand touched the ground. He then made a charge toward Trephess. One of the Prophets attempted to sever his legs as he ran, but he jumped in the air, tucked his body in, and landed in a crouched position. He then spun his two blades around in a chaotic manner, one of them heading towards the feet of his most recent attacker, the other for his head. His enemy blocked the low strike, only to have his neck slashed by the high attack. Dedecus then was almost stabbed by Kelnara, but narrowly sidestepped. He then began dancing in circles around Kelnaras' saberstaff. Dedecus' movements were graceful, but deadly. These were all techniques honed from the best swordsmen of the old empire. Dedecus then sent out another forked lighting attack, which was meant to confuse the group, rather than eliminate them. Two of the prophets were caught off guard and were stunned.
As Dedecus continued to effectively block everyone's attack, Trephess noticed that his enemy's stamina was fading. Even with advanced training, the body would eventually succumb to fatigue. Trephess took his lightsaber, and managed to cut Dedecus' sholder. Dedecus, realizing the pain, used his force speed technique to run out of the fight temporarily. He then began to channel dark side energy again. A purple aura surrounded him. Trephess, Kelsara, and the remaining prophets were cautious, as they were unfamiliar with the technique. Trephess, noticed that the wound on Dedecus' shoulder was healing. In fact, it shrunk to a fraction of its size. Trephess yelled out "IT'S JUST A HEALING TECHNIQUE!"
The others approached him. Dedecus then surprised them all, he then sent out a dark red aura, which forked out, and touched everyone. Trephess, Kelnara, and the rest started to feel fatigued. Dedecus then said "this is my force drain technique. I essentially sap the vitality out of my enemies, and use it to boost my stamina." Kelnara and Trephess were unable to move. Dedecus then lifted all of his enemies up and said "this is where you all die."
The force drain started to have a significant effect. The resistance became less strong, and his opponents quickly fell to the ground. The fight was decided. Dedecus, noticing a nearby tree lifted it up out of the ground, and crushed all of his enemies, except for Trephess, who only had his legs crushed. As Trephess let out a blood-curdling scream, he yelled to Dedecus "please, PLEASE don't kill me." Dedecus walked towards who he thought was the leader of the Prophets. He thought about his old Mandalorian code, which would forbid killing enemies who are defeated. He chuckled, and said to Trephess "Beg for mercy, I may grant it." Trephess, who as still in excruciating pain answered "PLEASE, I DON'T want to die like this!" Dedecus paused and pulled the hood over his head. He pulled away his lightsabers and said "Mercy is for heretics." He then stuck out his right hand and began to choke his enemy. He could feel the life going out of Trephess, who tried to grab his throat in a vain attempt to save himself. Trephess lost consciousness. Dedecus underestimated how much damage was already done.
Realizing that his victory over Millenial was complete, and that his power was indeed incredible, he decided it would soon be time to challenge his own master. He never liked her harsh, dogmatic adherence to Bane. Dedecus agreed with the Rule of Two, but he disdained the idea of the apprentice killing the master as some misguided form of self-sacrifice to the sith cause. He knew he would have to defeat his master without killing her, and show her his way is better.
Dedecus walked back to his ship. He was physically exhausted, even with all of his techniques, his body was drained of energy. He decided to head back to Ambria, to tell his master of his accomplishments, and begin planning her downfall.