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| - While Darth Necrus proceeded to slaughter everyone on the battlefield, Kanato Rindall and Olen Ettil sat in the War Room of an Ultro-class cruiser of the Republic Navy, watching a hologram of the battle and discussing tactics with Sarand Merteg. On the battle hologram, the Jedi Forces were shown as blue circles, and the Sith were shown as red triangles. Master Merteg spoke up. "How did your mission to Vorako go, Master Rindall?" "Apparently they have nothing to do with Admantor," piped up Olen. At that moment, a large explosion claimed three of their battleships. "What took you?" Necrus yelled.
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| - While Darth Necrus proceeded to slaughter everyone on the battlefield, Kanato Rindall and Olen Ettil sat in the War Room of an Ultro-class cruiser of the Republic Navy, watching a hologram of the battle and discussing tactics with Sarand Merteg. On the battle hologram, the Jedi Forces were shown as blue circles, and the Sith were shown as red triangles. Master Merteg spoke up. "How did your mission to Vorako go, Master Rindall?" "We never arrived. Olen and I were ambushed by a fleet of those same dark Jedi, but we boarded their ship and defeated their leader, and then blew it up & we flew away. All in a days work." "Apparently they have nothing to do with Admantor," piped up Olen. "Yes, I already new that they were not connected to the war. Now back to this battle. As you can see on this hologram, our air forces are slowly losing against the Sith armada, but the Sith are decimated on the ground. Perhaps you and your Padawan could take separate starfighters out and hold the Sith back until we receive reinforcements?" "I don't think we need air support that badly, Master. We seem to be able to handle it with Master Jurvos's Battle Meditation." Kanato replied. At that moment, a large explosion claimed three of their battleships. "Oh..." said Kanato in disappointment. "Well, I think we could fix that Master Rindall! Show 'em that the dark side doesn't pay!" Olen chattered excitedly. Kanato and Olen looked at each other, grinned, and dashed for the nearest hangar. It was time for a little fun... involving starfighters and laserblasts. Finishing the last of the ground troops, Darth Necrus sent a message to Lectriso on his comlink. "Admantor is not on the ground. Bring down a fighter and pick me up. Bring me to the Mystic Hornet". While he waited, Necrus recited the Sith Code. Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me. Fury pulsed through Necrus's veins like a snake ready to strike. He could not wait to take down Admantor's cruiser. Hurry up Lectriso, I haven't got all day, Necrus thought. At that moment Lectriso touched down in a sleek black starfighter. "What took you?" Necrus yelled. "A worthless minion would not let me through into the hangar. I'll clean up his corpse later." Necrus smiled evilly as he climbed in. He had trained Lectriso well, and he was now a vicious killer. He chuckled softly as the starfighter entered the Mystic Hornet. Ten minutes later, Necrus was on the command bridge of the cruiser, observing the battle. "Which of those cruisers is Darth Admantor's flagship?" Necrus asked the captain. "We do not know, Lord Necrus." the captain replied with fear. "Then find out!" Necrus shouted. Lectriso entered the bridge and strode up behind Necrus. "Although the captain does not know, I do, Lord Necrus. It is that gray hulk that resembles more of a wreck than a battle cruiser." Lectriso said. "Good. Admantor, you're going down!" Necrus snarled. Summoning the Force, Necrus established a telekinetic hold on Admantor's cruiser. Then he made a hand gesture as though he were scrunching a ball of paper with one hand and throwing it to the ground. Just milliseconds later, Admantor's gigantic flagship started to crumple, and began a steep dive to the ground. It impacted hard, sending powerful shockwaves across the ground. Dust billowed everywhere, obscuring Admantor's ship from view. When the dust settled, Admantor's flagship was wreckage; nothing more. "Captain, focus all fire on that cruiser. Keep blasting it until only molten durasteel is left!" "Yes, Lord Necrus." Scarlet turbolasers pounded what was left of Admantor's flagship, reducing it to red-hot molten metal. Curling smoke rose from the ruined ship like a dying soldier emitting his last breath. In minutes nobody inside the cruiser was left alive. "Lectriso, prepare me the best starfighter we have. I have some Jedi to kill." Necrus strode down the corridor, dark cloak flowing behind him.
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