Ask Invasion Sith Invasion on Wayland

[Darth Draugr]

The Jedi was able to grab the leg of the Sith Lord, but she was not prepared for a sudden choke. She was delayed for only a second. Draugr had move quickly to avoid the blade that would inevitably swing his way. The Sith Lord would yank his leg to the outside as hard as he could. It would not avoid being damaged but it would prevent the loss of his last organic leg. The blade would rise up and only cut the leg on the inside below the knee. The pain was immeasurable, he has felt the burn of a lightsaber before and it doesn't get any easier.

But luckily it was not severed from his body. The bacta tanks will be able to fix this issue, but for now his movement on that leg would be slower. After the cut the crafty Jedi would be placed in a force stasis by Wiley, and the choke being placed on the Jedi would begin to set in on the knight. Draugr noticed this. She was completely defenseless, and he wanted his leg back on the ground. So he would use his saber to swing it at the Jedi's arm severing it from her body.

Once her grip was released he would kneel on his right leg. Standing was not going to come easily, but he would be able to stand with the assistance of the force by sustaining the pain only enough to allow him to get to his feet with a clear limp on his walk. As the Jedi was fading out from the choke, and not being able to move from a stasis, Draugr would leave her with a few words.

"You fight well. I look forward to seeing you in battle once again."

The Zabrak would then look to the Champions around him.

"Let her fade, then we finish the job here. Where is Darrand with his squad?"

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[Zo Luna]

Phantasm faint hope of pulling off a win from this fight was swiftly crushed by the arrival of a third sith, who started to exert the force over her just as the other sith approached to finish the job. She wouldn't be conscious for long, and she felt a myriad of emotions, but one of them stood above the rest: Fear, fear of what was about to happen to her, fear of death, fear of pain, fear of failure.

But most of all, fear for others, concern. She was mostly afraid of what would happen to others, to what would happen to the people he had failed to protect, what would happen to the padawan that lost against the one that was about to strike her down, what would happen to the padawan that she sent away to fight the other sith forces, to what would happen to the innocents that the sith would now massacre without her there to hold the line.

But she was a jedi knight, even though she felt those feelings, she didn't let them overtake her, she had a far greater control over her emotions than that, at least at this very instant. Instead the fear caused her to act, to do something, anything for those that were counting on her...and so she did.

Phantasm's last action of defiance in this fight wouldn't be retaliation, she wouldn't use the force to do a desperate attack against any of the sith before the stasis took effect or anything like that. Instead, Phantasm would redirect the focus she had on not getting choked away to slow the stasis that was about to be inflicted on her, which would not slowed for long...But just enough to press her comms against herself in order to activate it, so Toki could hear what would happen next:

The sounds of lightsabers cutting flesh and the sith lord's words would be relayed to the padawan that was fighting on his own, no screams of pain would be heard out if only because Phantasm didn't have any air in her to do so, but it was enough to tell that she had lost and that he should run away. Her consciousness fading away as she lost limbs and the choke effect became stronger, Zo Luna just hoped that with that action she could have at least one person leave safely, that was the only thing she could do, and she had to trust that the force would let that happen.

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[Darrand Cresta]

And now came the final round of the match, the endgame. Darrand could not help but smile at first, seeing the Jedi flee, seeking to regroup and outplay the special forces team, but Darrand knew the truth, given the head start the teams had and their skills there would be no issues, this was going to be inevitable, it was going to be a success. Darrand thumbed his commlink on as he heard the yelling, loud enough to carry over the explosions. "Listen up, you crazy bastards, its time, they're on to us." He began to use the jetpack to launch forward, speeding after Toki. He Fired, one, two, three times. "Pour on the speed and get your asses on target. Kick some ass."

On the other front, the kid was not doing well, fighting back as best he could, forcing himself to keep the pressure on the Jedi's allied squad. And at first he seemed to be doing that, until at last the Jedi came into the fray, charging towards, him, holding back the weight of fire, and the Kid, well the Kid, he paniced. He charged, running at the Jedi, firing wildly, but the Jedi, well, he brought that blade up and the kid? Well the Kid lost his hands, falling to the ground, crying out in pain.

Darrand watched it happen, watched the younger soldier fall, screaming in horrible pain while the Jedi loomed over him. Darrand yelled, firing three stun blots from his blaster pistol at Toki in mid air while he flew, not directly at Toki, but instead hurtled towards his ultimate destination, the bunker which could potentially hold the command center.

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[Toki Ketra]

Toki felt something...an aura of danger in his clarity as he ducked and weaved, one bolt after the other narrowly missing him during his pursuit of the other combatant. From there, things continued as normal, and Toki had successfully severed the young man's arms. The man's shock, his panic. He was afraid of him, a feeling that was advantageous, but also one that made Toki feel sick in the pit of his stomach. This was war. Where people went for each other's throats with merciless abandon. In a way, it broke his heart as the man fell over in agony, writhing and screaming.

Toki stood there, turning off his saber as the bolts fired by Darrand intentionally missed around him. He put his saber away right after. He looked sad. Regretful as he closed his eyes. Then, the comms from Phantasm came. The sound of saber severing flesh rang out in his ears yet again as he knew...they had lost. Utterly. Did his efforts even...amount to anything? He stopped two troopers and rescued a small handful of their own, but...it seems it may have been too late. He kneeled down and held a hand out to the wounded young man, using what remained of his energy to at the very least numb the pain with the force. Once that was done, he stood "I'm sorry it came to this. Farewell."

With those final words, he walked away, arm still numb. He would attempt to search for passage off the planet...and make a report to the Jedi back on Yavin. As far as he knew...they had lost Wayland...he could only hope that others had survived and would make it back. He felt a horrible guilt grasp at his very core. He wasn't strong enough to return to Phantasm and offer assistance. He felt helpless. Useless. No...he looked forward, eyes sharp with a steeled determination. He would be better. He had to be. Train harder, learn more, and become the self he wanted to be. He wanted to be an inspiration and a guiding light...but not just to the galaxy at large. He wanted to be something that newer Jedi could lean on. A friend. Someone who would listen. From this day forward, he would better himself and shed the insecurities that plagued him for everyone's sake. For his sake.

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[Wiley Winnz]

Using only one hand to hold the last standing Jedi Knight, Wiley continued to steadily walk deeper into the entrance to the mountain. The Champion kept his focus on the Jedi as Aziz continued to squeeze the life out of her through and approach her with his lightsaber. The defiant jedi would move to try and touch something. Thinking it was a grenade, another weapon, something, Wiley brought his hand parallel to the ground and pointing at the struggling Jedi. The hand still carrying the unignited saber hilt he had made long ago would reinforce the stasis field, halting the woman's final defiant action.

The red blade of energy would remove the woman's legs, but interestingly enough, they didn't fall away immediately, continuing to be held in the stasis field by Wiley. Against the Jedi's attempted strike it appeared Darth Draugr was still in one piece. Hearing the Sith Lord's command, Wiley would release the frozen force, letting her weight succumb to the forces of gravity. Legless, the knight would become another body on the ground with fading light.

Wiley would steep himself in the pain and the fear of the battlefield. His senses reached out to find what other pockets of resistance were coming to meet the Sith military forces. Scans would penetrate to a degree but the Force could be much more efficient. Extending his awareness beyond his immediate vicinity Wiley sought the remaining pockets of the Light side.

Approaching the Knight who had cauterized stumps where there used to be legs, Wiley flipped her unconscious body over until he found what she was reaching for. Pulling the commlink from her body he raised the device up to his mouth. "Your defenses have fallen. There is no where for you to hide and no where for you to run, Jedi. Your best have fallen. You are nothing before the power of the Dark Side." He didn't know if anyone was listening in. Perhaps they had expected to hear their master's voice. But instead listeners would hear the menacing tone of the Champion. Fear would perhaps spike in the hearts of the so-called righteous. The Jedi's warriors were defeated and a sense of dread was all to appropriate for the warriors of peace. Hopefully any remnants would let their emotions betray them and Wiley would fixate on that. Afterwards he would take a memento from the fallen Jedi. She wore a mask and but it didn't look life sustaining. Taking her of the so-called face of phantasm, he would keep it as a reminder in case he crossed paths with anyone else it meant something to. When it came to scavenging from the fallen and taking what was earned, that was the Ossein way. It was the winnder's way.

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[Aziz]

Aziz felt the sweet sensation of his red blade slicing through the Jedi's legs. The feeling giving him a sense of pride, of victory. She hung there a moment as she was held still by not only his force choke but that of Wiley's stasis. Her final breaths, gasping. Even so she reached for, something. Futile as it was.

Fatigue would finally take over him however, and he released his hold on the Jedi before he could end her. Just as the Lord had commanded, and Wiley would let her stumpy remains hit the ground. While his fellow Champion gave the remaining Jedi forces a parting message, Aziz would take a prize. The Jedi's Lightsaber.

Turning to Draugr, "The Padawan was a weak minded fool, but could prove to be a useful to us. With your permission, I will take him back to a ship while the Lieutenant and his men mop up what remains."

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[Darth Draugr]

The Sith Lord stood over the defeated foes of the Sith and had felt the pain in his leg growing as the burst of adrenaline had began to wear off. Soon he won't be able to walk without showing clear weakness in front of Sith Champions that would love to make their names as the ones to kill a Lord. So instead of walking anywhere, he would stand with his weight on his other leg stationary.

"Take your prizes, and if you want a pet then take it. Troops have reached the command center. By now our reinforcements have arrived and taken control of the orbital perimeter. Victory is ours. Take your spoils."

Draugr would remain in place until it was time for them to leave. He had a personal team of troops to stay until the room was clear and Draugr could leave safely. Wayland was now under Sith control. The Hyperlane invaded. Expanding from here will be difficult but it would be the smartest thing to do in the near future. They cannot let the Jedi fully recover.

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