The Rebel Faction

As the two droids appeared, Malice suddeny fell to his knees. The force had rushed out of his body, taking him by surprise. Shaking his head to relieve him of the dizzyness, Malice once again stood and began to back away. He would not fight them now......for he would lose. As long as those droids remained, he was at a disadvantage. Growling to himself, Malice began to move backwards.

*You in this time guards. But you will not always have suc protection. And when i catch you without it......your mine*

With that Malice headed towards the stairs that lead up towards the exit. He would leave for now. But soon.....very soon he would catch the guard whom had disrespected him. Truth be told, the guards master was very much so stronger then Malice. The sith lord from TNSO was also a force to be reckoned with.

These guards would oneday find out.

Malice finally reached the door leading out of the Castle. Opening it, he found that a raging storm was brewing outside. Then it hit him. The darkside in huge amounts washed over him. That was when he figured out that it was not nature which fueld this vicious storm. It was instead, the raw power of the darkside.

Growling to himself he braved the storm and began seaching for the ship he and Zeta had arrived in. Once found, he would sit and wait for his companion to arrive.

"Right now my concerns lay with the Sith. Anything else is trivial at best."

Maim sat, silent, waiting for a reply on this. He had not called them here to be left unanswered. However, that is what appeared to be now in the works. Strange the course things had taken.