Location: KEC Building
Allies: First Order, [member="Varas Kyrel"]
Enemies: Mandalorian Empire. [member="Beskadala Ordo"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Atin Alo'ran"] [member="Liset Vereen"]
Kyrel could hear Varas's voice through the comlink and a smile twitched at his lips. Not of warmth no but of sadistic pleasure as since their encounter in Vader's Castle on Mustafar. He had made Varas learn who was still the Master, despite her recent ascension to Knighthood and following a similar path he had after his first battle. She had lost her way and Kyrel was more than ready to instill back in her that he was the one who had created her. And in his rage had learned a new powerful and raw skill in the process both making him stronger and to put Varas in her place... Since then she had been more obedient in his presence, but ever since the Istkusk Kyrel was always wary. Wary of perhaps even further attempts on his life, after all, it would only be natural for the child to take the place of the parent... But not yet Kyrel would not allow that yet.
He still walked the corridors of the building, hearing the screams and cries of workers and security personnel as well as Stormtroopers, the conflict was what had fueled his power in the dark side thus far, and as always Kyrel relished it. Even more, so that he would face a new foe, a foe he had only read about in ancient texts and had heard stories of. Mandalorians resilient and born for combat but unlike Kyrel they had a disadvantage. The Force... The Force and his skills were all that he had needed as he had faced the Galactic Alliance on Kaeshana, facing against his first Jedi, an entire team of Jedi on Mustafar, The leader of the Order of the Firemane Siobhan Kerrigan and her ilk on Hoth, one of the most known Jedi Masters of the Silver Jedi Order on Ossus, and now recently with Jedi Master and Vice Admirial Zark which he had slain during the First Order's assault in the middle of dark space in a bid to blockade the Hydian Way.
Such battles had often led him to the edge of death, and even as a mechanical monstrosity or even now as a Flesh and Blood man. They had made him stronger, both physically, mentally, and in the Force and he had a feeling Varas will reach such heights if not more. And now he was ready to face new foes but if they believed they would get out of the building so easily then they have no idea who they will be dealing with. The screams still persisted as he roamed the corridors, bodies around every corner and he could clearly see evidence of Blaster fire and even small explosives on the wall. The walls were scorched, lights were flickering in some hallways and even emergency lights in most despite being some areas of the building being intact, giving the entire complex a feeling of dread and uneasiness. The Enforcer had never felt more even more alive than being on the precipice of battle. For most of his life he had thrived on it, and had lived for it as the Supreme Leader's Enforcer, and now here he was on the edge of facing perhaps one of the most prestigious foes the Galaxy had to offer. He was so close he could feel it with Varas not that far behind, that at this point his lightsaber was clutched in his left hand.
He could hear many reports of the battle through his link to Biocomm. Hearing many different types of transmissions going on at the same time to keep him informed. He stopped finally sensing his foes in the Force and couldn't help but grin under his mask. They were coming to him... They were coming to face death and he would not allow them to get out alive nor cause any further havoc. With his lightsaber out he silently waited. His daughter finally coming to him from behind he spoke to her before the armored warriors came forth. "Prepare yourself Apprentice.. These are not like Jedi and no matter we must not allow them to leave this place." He had said through the sinister baritone of his mask, barely looking at her but only what lied ahead and in store for both dark warriors.
Then they appeared slowly as if they were all but phantoms out of the shadows. Eager to meet them first before the killing began, he watched closely narrowing the red irises of his mask. He saw what looked first to be a feminine shaped figure approach first with a Rifle aimed at him, to which he could only scoff at but then more appeared. Next were two other Mandalorians approaching with rifles. "Mandalorians and their guns" Was all he could think of at first and then something hit him a tremor in the Force as another figure approached him. This one, in particular, was strong in the dark side but untrained and unfocused... The man wielded two melee weapons and despite his strength in the dark side. Kyrel still stood his ground looking at all four figures now cautiously.
The armored Enforcer did not feel fear at this moment no... He could only feel what he would describe as tremendous excitement swell within him. A fight that would perhaps be one of his best yet, and perhaps another foe to crush within the Enforcer's heel and still, he remained unnerved by the numbers alone. He took a few steps slowly covering five feet now to place himself in between them and the way that could perhaps let the barbarians and brutes out. Still, his eyes did not leave them as he had finally ignited his lightsaber, the crimson blade coming to life with a snap-hiss, and was eager for blood as Kyrel could already feel the power of the Dark Side being fed into him and his own dark power being fed into the weapon itself increasing his strength both physically, mentally and in the dark side making him a force to be reckoned with.
Now with his saber at his side ignited and ready for battle, he felt energized, rage building and tempered to be unleashed during the fight and with an edge that would make the Mandalorians know he wasn't underestimated with, and with his daughter at his side, this would be quite a match as he started to speak, his Core World accent buried underneath a deep and sinister tone that sounded more machine and it was as if not even a man dwelled within the armor at all but a soulless machine. "I commend you for making it thus far, but I am afraid this is where the story ends and I am afraid your lives will have to be the toll to get past me and continue such Barbaric ways..." He said the saber still at his side but raised slightly ready for what could occur, as his eyes shifted from one being to the next in the pack of animals that stood before him. He finally raised his saber all the way. The weapon eager for blood as he uttered his final words as he had nothing more to say before the bloodbath had begun for both Mandalorian and Knights of Ren "Shall we begin?"
