Last Westgard Standing
Location: Thearterra
Objective: Investigate the distress signal
Tag: Valery Noble
The fact he still believed the Maw was still kicking only confirmed how long the man had been down here. It had been years since the fall of their cult, yet there still seemed to be remnants like this isolated in the galaxy gripping onto their old belief. Even so, they were still dangerous and itching to cause misery wherever they could.
"You heard her, your methods are wasted. The maw will never call upon you, nor will they exist in this galaxy ever again." Silas said with a shake of his head "You are the last of your kind, and one day no one will remember you people even breathed" he ended coldly, remembering the atrocities they committed when he was only a padawan. They were unforgivable, and for once in his life he was happy for a group of people not alive in the galaxy. They killed without mercy, now they were going to pay for their crimes in the afterlife.
Suddenly, Valery took out her pistol and shot. Not at him directly, but at the glass panel to his left. Shattering instantly, the glass stabbed into his arm and forced him to stumble back onto the table with a loud yell. The madman felt blood pouring from the gashes, making him panic and scramble for a large syringe filled with the strange red liquid.
Behind him, Silas quickly dashed up and swiftly threw him back first to the floor. The knight quickly ignited his saber and pointed it down to him with authority "Now that wasn't so hard was it?" he said with a sigh just before looking over to the syringe, one that was now empty of that same red liquid. Silas snapped his gaze back down to him and began to notice the scientist gradually shaking "What have you done?" Silas demanded as he took a few steps back towards Valery, his eyes narrowing at his muscles growing larger and deformed.
"Y-you lie!" the man grunted out with aggression at first, his form slowly getting to his knees "Do... do you think I'm-I'm a fool?!" he growled while looking up to them with bright red eyes and a constantly changing body "The Maw will never die... THEY WILL NOTICE ME!" with one last shout he managed to suddenly stumble himself to his feet and grab hold of the work station. Lifting it with unnatural strength, he sent a mixture of lab tools, glass, and the table itself flying in their direction.
"Watch out!"
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