The Twin Hands of Fate [Nox]

[Darth Ophidia]

It was rare for Darth Ferus to give so clear a command, which usually meant they were to be followed immediately and without failure. She looked at the girl, whose hair she was holding quite firmly in her gloved hand. Ophidia expected the girl to begin squirming or otherwise attempt to loosen herself from the grip, in which case Ophidia would release a torrent of lightning as a warning.

"Very well, Lord Ferus. I will see to that she becomes useful. What about the other one"

Her beskar-covered head gestured towards Nyx, would they take her with them or leave her?

[member="Nox"] [member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Ignore her, and take this one and leave the planet. Should that one survive, well. I'm sure we'll see her again." Golden eyes flicked over to where [member="Nyx"] lay unconscious, but he cared not. He would up and leave both [member="Nox"] and [member="Darth Ophidia"] , knowing full well that the Pale Assassin would be more than enough to train this little would be Assassin. Or perhaps learn how strong of a threat Nox truly was. Darth Ferus wasn't sure whether Nox and where ever she had gotten her training were deadlier than he imagined, but he felt he would know soon enough.