Ibani smirks at his statement, although the sight is invisible behind her mask. "I've found myself in that situation often as well. It's proven....useful." Funny how people who underestimate her have this tendency to wind up dead.
Once everyone is healed up, it's time to continue on their way. The stairs wind up the hill, cracked in places, before they cross the threshold and enter the interior of the Dark Temple. The enormous stone space swallows the sounds of their movements and sickly green light highlights giant figures with their heads bowed, arms at their sides. There is far less opposition within than Ibani was expecting.
The periphery holds a few possessed guards and slaves, trivial challenges by comparison to what they've already faced. Blaster fire clashes harmlessly on armor or is dodged with Ibani's grace while lightsaber and vibroblades cut the enemy to pieces.
As they approach the giant metal doors that mark the inner chamber, the voices of the dead go utterly silent for the first time since they reached the Temple grounds. Ibani pauses as she withdraws the sigil key from a pocket on her belt. "It seems the lesser dead fear the spirit here, or he has some other means of keeping them away from this chamber."
She glances at Khem and Garyn. "I don't know what we will face within. It would be wise for us to proceed cautiously."
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Date: 2014-09-04 04:55 am (UTC)Once everyone is healed up, it's time to continue on their way. The stairs wind up the hill, cracked in places, before they cross the threshold and enter the interior of the Dark Temple. The enormous stone space swallows the sounds of their movements and sickly green light highlights giant figures with their heads bowed, arms at their sides. There is far less opposition within than Ibani was expecting.
The periphery holds a few possessed guards and slaves, trivial challenges by comparison to what they've already faced. Blaster fire clashes harmlessly on armor or is dodged with Ibani's grace while lightsaber and vibroblades cut the enemy to pieces.
As they approach the giant metal doors that mark the inner chamber, the voices of the dead go utterly silent for the first time since they reached the Temple grounds. Ibani pauses as she withdraws the sigil key from a pocket on her belt. "It seems the lesser dead fear the spirit here, or he has some other means of keeping them away from this chamber."
She glances at Khem and Garyn. "I don't know what we will face within. It would be wise for us to proceed cautiously."