THE DARK WARRIOR emerged amidst the smoke and chaos, IGNORING the turmoil and bloodshed that has spread across Omega as he strode right through the battlefield. His presence laid an cold, eerie, and authorizive shadow over the station. His crackling lightsaber relfected a crimson gleam unto the dirty floor, and to the black robes covering his hooded figure, and deflected swiftly any shots fired towards him with simple swings of the energized; and destructive blade.
KYLO REN had one goal in mind upon landing on this renegade station. ARIA T’LOAK. Unwanted news that put a bad taste in his mouth had come to him quickly; telling that the former regent of this aging junkyard had returned to claim the throne once more. Not without help, however. The infamous Commander assisted the Asari. Both which could lead him to the lost Scavenger; and Skywalker.
Ren felt General Petrovsky’s life wane. He cared little for that man, but he was useful to him. The Force guided the Knight to that slipping lifeforce. He entered AFTERLIFE, those who tried to make the Dark Warrior a target died either by his lightsaber, or by the dark side of the Force; utilized by Kylo’s hand. If the Queen of Omega thought she had wrought and end and victory to this base, she was gravely mistaken.
His Solider; the STORMTROOPERS took care of the rest while their Commanding Knight ventured towards the rebellious leaders of this attack. The Commander was quick to react, as expected of the legendary Spectre. Kylo held out a gloved hand, and suddenly the human spectre no longer moved. her body was paralyzed; she could neither steer her limbs or talk. Her interference was not prefered.
So he turned to look at the Asari.
“ — you’ve come so far....”