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| Unbeknownst to Chera or any of the others, a small flicker of life still remained in the two figures laying on the beam in that had caught them three hundred meters down. A hidden door in the wall slid quietly open on it's runners and a figure stepped through onto the post. He stepped onto the beam next to the two men, his red-orange lightsaber blade ignited and he pointed it at the throat of one of the two men. The man looked up into the face of the other "So this is how it's going to end, brother." he said weakly defiant. The other man mearly nodded and ran his saber through the others chest. A small cry escaped his mouth and he fell silent. The only sound permeeting the open air now was the humming of a lightsaber, and the ragged breath coming from the near dead man next to him. The shadow man quickly deignited his lightsaber and lifted the other man into a walking stance. "Come, my friend." he said almost caringly "let's get you fixed up. Then we can continue with the plan." |
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