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Aonghus couldn't believe it. In a day his world had been threatened and just moments ago he lost it all. Today was the day that his father, Aengus, was challenged to a death match. The prize being control of the Taung military and galaxy-wide respect and influence, as Mandalore. Needless to say, Aonghus was now on his own.
Aonghus had moved away from the roaring crowd. He couldn't take it. just like that his father had been taken from him. Just as fast, he had lost all of his standing and was now nothing more than a normal soldier.
"I'm sulking. I can't be sulking, a true warrior never falters." he said as he turned back towards the crowd. They all seemed so proud of their new leader. It was then that Aonghus decided that he couldn't do anything but follow suit.
"Congratulations, Mandalore." he said to the man. How he despised him so. If he had no honor he would have slit his throat right then and there.
Aonghus had moved away from the roaring crowd. He couldn't take it. just like that his father had been taken from him. Just as fast, he had lost all of his standing and was now nothing more than a normal soldier.
"I'm sulking. I can't be sulking, a true warrior never falters." he said as he turned back towards the crowd. They all seemed so proud of their new leader. It was then that Aonghus decided that he couldn't do anything but follow suit.
"Congratulations, Mandalore." he said to the man. How he despised him so. If he had no honor he would have slit his throat right then and there.
