IC- Darth Arach and Voidwalker
Death Trap Tunnel, Korriban
This was not working.
Arach saw the damage the undead took. She had expected at least one to drop lifeless, but, still, they kept coming.
She felt fear crawl up her spine as she realized there was nothing she could do besides actually going head to head with them. Something she felt she wouldn’t prevail in doing.
That left her with one choice. Retreat.
Arach gave Voidwalker’s hand a squeeze to get his attention. She spared a glance at him and voiced her thoughts.
“We need to retreat. Helping the others get that door open is our only solid option now.” Her question remained unsaid,
Will you come with me? She swallowed the unexpected flare of hope that the sorcerer would retreat with her. She also felt a flash of desire to see him survive this.
The squeeze of her hand was gentle and almost unnoticed as Voidwalker had placed all of his concentration on his waves of enteropathy. Concentrating as the years of a millenia washed over the advancing force's in moment's, only for them to continue onward. Her voice was soft but it stood out across the staggering sound of bones and flesh on stone. Not to mention the explosion of sounds crescendoing from either ends of the tunnel. Just barely catching his attention, Voidwalker threw her a glance and gave her an affirming nod.
The assassin moved her gaze to look back at the still advancing undead and the arcs of lightning shooting from her fingertips and cleared her throat, taken a little off- guard by what she felt.
“Another option might be to take them on in combat, but that seems like suicide.”
"No, we've come much too far to throw our lives away now. Let's regroup."
The two Sith still fighting and standing in a unified manner, hand in hand, they turned on their heels and headed for the others.
"Noxia come on, this is a waste!" Voidwalker shouted over his shoulder. Re-entering the chamber that held the majority of the rest of the remaining NSO members, the door still stood solid and shut. Just as it has been before. There were skeletal enemies here as well, targeting other Sith. Luckily it gave Arach and Voidwalker a few moments.
"Arach listen to me, you need to get up there and help them. I'll cover you from down here."
The relief she felt at moving away from the danger was brief.
“If only I were stronger,” Arach muttered.
The assassin's words fell on Voidwalker's ears and as much as he wanted to say something, what could he say? All he could do was look her in the eye and prepare to offer some sort of encouragement.
Her gaze snapped to Voidwalker’s. The assassin furrowed her brow and tensed her jaw.
“Now is not the time to be the sacrificial hero. They need everyone they can get to help open that door.” She pushed down the rising feeling of panic and narrowed her eyes.
“Let the others deal with them for now.”
"I told you, we're not throwing our lives away Arach, and that goes for me too." His eyes narrowly rolled at Arach's retort.
Did she not hear what I said before? Or does she truly care? He held her gaze and gathered his words quickly. He hated to admit it, but he knew it was the only way she would understand.
"I'm not strong enough to help with the door. I'm still too weak from Viscretus draining my power. So it's up to you. You have to help them get that door open. I'll help however I can. Stop doubting yourself, you can do this. Now get up there and rip that damn door down!"
Arach’s golden gaze flashed in apprehension and her jaw fully clenched. She knew he was right, but she couldn’t ignore the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. She turned away from the sorcerer, battling between helping with the door or helping with the undead.
“Fine,” she decided, turning back to face her companion.
“Just do me a favor and don’t die. I’m not leaving without you.”
"Don't you worry, I'm not leaving without you. Now get going and get that door open!"
She gave Voidwalker’s hand a final squeeze before letting go and turning toward the door.
Arach pushed down the sudden fear that flared in her heart.
Don’t leave him. That thought made her stumble slightly as she started to move away. She shoved it away with a soft growl.
He’s a big boy, he can take care of himself. Her self- reassurance did nothing to soothe the pang she felt.
After Arach had let go of his hand, she was off and moving through the gathered crowd of survivors and skeletons that were gathering here as well. Something had to be done or more skeletons and enemies would flank them. They had to buy some time.
There has to be a way of slowing these bastards down. But how? Come on Voidwalker, think damnit! If I cannot kill them, then how do you stop an enemy from attacking? Think, think, think. They just keep approaching when we try to - wait, that's it!
His eyes quickly darted around the chamber looking for some way to make a blockade of a door of some sorts. If the enemy couldn't reach them, then the enemy couldn't attack them. The skeletons that were already in the chamber would be trapped with them but there were plenty more Sith than skeletons so the numbers were at least in the NSO's favor there. But a barrier would at least prevent them from being flanked and provide a temporary breath of relief.
Voidwalker reached out with both arms, his hands facing palms down towards the ground. He could feel the energy of the Force swirling inside him like a storm waiting to be unleashed. Today had been a maelstrom of its own, and the Force reflected it in how it felt within him.
I hope I have enough strength to do this. Come on Force, give me the strength to do what I can. Now rise!
Voidwalker's hands curled into claw like forms as he raised his arms up in an attempt to alter the environment around them. If he had the strength he'd raise the stone ground and reshape the environment to create a barrier to seal off the chamber from the rest of the tunnel and approaching enemies.
Arach shoved her way through the crowd towards the door. She stopped alongside Hesper and gathered her strength. She closed her eyes and envisioned the most likely stress points on the stubborn door. She placed her hand lightly on Hesper’s shoulder in a gesture of mixed apology and show of support. The assassin then raised her other hand toward the door, releasing her growing energy, intent on ripping the metal apart.
POWERS USED:
Arach - Force Rend- 4
Voidwalker - Alter Environment - 2
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