Dxun was a terrible place.
It was Dark in a way that few places were and full of terrors the likes of which most of the Galaxy could not fathom. The nightmares of the farmers of Dantooine would be a dream compared to some of the creatures, some of the denizens, of the Demon Moon. Dxun had earned it's name through bloody Galactic conflict, the ferocity of it's wildlife and the fact that the Sith had found such a place to their liking.
Freedon Nadd had a tomb on Dxun, somewhere, the Jedi all knew because they could feel it through the Force even now. As soon as Max had arrived on the planet he could feel the disgusting presence of the Dark Side like an infection festering within an open wound on the moon itself. It was made worse by the wildlife, which had been twisted and deformed by the Dark Side to the point where the creatures themselves were often tainted by the Dark Side from birth.
Thankfully none of them were as powerful or as conditioned with the Dark Side as, say, Sith abominations but it was a near thing in some cases. But Max's own mission on Dxun lingered around the Darkness born in the hearts of men.
The Sith tomb he stood in front of with his apprentice was not large and it was not as steeped in the Dark Side as he was sure the ancient Sith Lord's tomb was but the main difference between this tomb and the tomb of Freedon Nadd was that the Jedi Order knew how to find this tomb. And they knew how to find the tomb because it had already taken the lives of Jedi in the past.
Max steeled himself and held his lightsaber in his right hand. He didn't ignite it but having his weapon in hand gave him a certain number of options when it came to reacting to the tomb's defenses. He glanced at his apprentice.
"Are you afraid, Ori?" he asked the young man with a small smile, "It's okay if you are. You just need to let it go into the Force... like I am. Standing in the face of such Darkness, fear is natural but our handling of it must be in keeping with the Light if we are to pass through."
@Roentgenium