"I'm sorry, I could have sworn someone was slandering my good name." Vanessa said, voice echoing through the chamber. She had come in on an upper catwalk overlooking the floor of the chamber. Before Alecard would respond she would throw down the bag containing the assassins' heads, which rolled out of it and to his feet as Vanessa herself jumped down from the catwalk, rolling forward as she did so. "I must say, you were clever, if for but a moment. Kidnapping my wife. Torturing her while I was worried sick about her." She looked over at Silfe. "And then you had the audacity to try and send three amateurs to kill me. I've butchered thousands, Alecard. Directly, like I did to these men, and indirectly, like my men are doing to every last piece of infrastructure you own on this planet. All your servants will die before today is over. All your information, all your materials - they will be mine." She hit the button on her lightsaber, looking at Alecard with a sick smile.
"Get on your knees and beg if you want any chance of saving your worthless life. Now."