The riots were in full effect, supporters of the Galactic Alliance were being torn from their homes, propaganda ripped from buildings. The plan was working, Ankol and agents under him were working to block any video feeds of the riots finding their way on the holonet. Bodies on the holo didn't look good, Ankol didn't want the krath takeover to seem hostile even though it truly was. Ankols part on this was over it was time to leave. A speeder stood by waiting to take him to the iron citadel.
The speeder zoomed through most of the traffic only slowing up when they going closer to the iron citadel. Ankol during the drive observed the streets below, watching as the riots grew.
Ankol touched down on the landing pad and quickly made his way to meet up with Odium, Ankol respected the man even if he was chained to his loyalty to the current ruler. Ankol had a rather different view, he liked the freedom to do as he wished but having someone to answer to didn't sit well with him. Ankol arrived at the throne room, Taking a moment to concentrate he hid himself in the force, the task being a straining one but well worth it in his eyes. He hadn't told anyone yet about his ability to use the force rather he told them the opposite.
Ankol walked in ready to meet with the others. The bodies were the first thing he noticed but pushed pass, ankol stood next to Odium and have a bow but didn't go as far to kneel. Ankol waited to be spoken to out of respect.