Iron Unbent
M A N _ O F _ I R O N
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
LORD EXECUTOR
KNIGHTS OF THE EMPIRE
Iron Skin | Lightsaber
ULTIMATE
None of it mattered. It was a waste of breath and she knew better than to think otherwise. She as the rest did continued to talk down to him, to them. To forgive the great evils of the darkness in favor of another horde of marauder dregs.
"You misunderstand..." Rurik states. There was no anger anymore. Those vitriolic bouts of defiance that he spent years taming in his tutelage as a Jedi Knight had long faded. The flames fueled by the bellows and coals had heated him until each strike shaped him into the man he was now. Iron. Cold, unbending, unbreaking and unmoving.
"Your rhetoric...it means nothing...and you are nothing." Rurik stated. He offered his chance to sway from the path she walked now. A path that with upmost certainty would've sent the darkness in its screaming terror from the Galaxy. But she stood in defiance, lashed back at him with a low and dirty attempt to sway his balance and focus with a strike toward the groin, only for the metal to meet her knee in a low thud, his mask offering the same resistance as her skull sought to slam and bludgeon his own. He took each strike in earnest and leaned into the lunge of his blade, to bear deeper into her flesh past the synth skin of the assassin that she donned over it.
"And you have to die..." He iterated. She only worked to prop up the enemy on any front. The Sith, who inhibited any New Imperial attempt to fight the Bryn'adul. All pawns, all fools manipulated by the great lie that had sewn the seeds of division along the Galaxy. All truth soon be revealed beneath the Iron Sun.
It only needed to shine past the darkness.
ALLIES | NIO | Kainan | Ryv | Dagon Kaze | Paz Koon |
Enlil
ENEMIES | TSE | Ingrid L'lerim Coordinated | Alina Tremiru | Darth Strosius | Arctus Silmar