Talak felt like he was back in the Sith again. The instincts that had been ingrained into him for years were still present and after all that had happened at Sullust they had boiled back to the surface again. Everything turned back to the violent cycles and he felt those same instincts of being hunted again.
Perhaps this paranoia settling in was why he could sense Lilith. Her outburst toward him already demonstrated precisely how she felt and he half expected that she was going to try to attack him when she finally caught up with him.
He was in no mood for this argument, either. Frustration and worry was still clawing at him and he had the distinct feeling this conversation was not going to go over well.
He made his way to the exterior of the temple, looking out at the sun. Normally he would have enjoyed a world like this: the wind on his face (bit tough now that he had a helmet on), the sun lighting the beautiful tree line, and the sound of the birds in the air. Now it did nothing. He felt empty and disconnected.
You going to try to stab me again? he asked, turning around to where he could sense Lilith was approaching.
Perhaps this paranoia settling in was why he could sense Lilith. Her outburst toward him already demonstrated precisely how she felt and he half expected that she was going to try to attack him when she finally caught up with him.
He was in no mood for this argument, either. Frustration and worry was still clawing at him and he had the distinct feeling this conversation was not going to go over well.
He made his way to the exterior of the temple, looking out at the sun. Normally he would have enjoyed a world like this: the wind on his face (bit tough now that he had a helmet on), the sun lighting the beautiful tree line, and the sound of the birds in the air. Now it did nothing. He felt empty and disconnected.
You going to try to stab me again? he asked, turning around to where he could sense Lilith was approaching.