The Iridonia native rested in a meditative state of sorts, there were times when even a Sith had to calm his own nerves. Drawing upon the Darkside of the force as he had done a million times before, he let the waves of the Darkside flow through him. The meditative process was a vital part of the process, without his state of relaxation, there would be no way for him to achieve his goal.
With part one of his task complete, the Lord went into extracting himself from the wall. The next part of the process was somewhat painful. With his head throbbing slightly from his horn being jammed into the wall the Zabrak let the forces of the Darkside flow into his head. Of course Zeta never made a task out to be so simple, for him, there was still more work yet to be done. With immense concentration he began to manipulate the air around the wall, specifically the area around his immobile horn. That part of the task was the most difficult as the wall itself was firm and quite solid; to mold the wall to his will would be a somewhat slow and grueling task.
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The Zabrak did not know how long he had been working upon the task at hand, his mind to occupied to notice how long Lupercus has been gone. He failed to notice if it were night or day, nor did he care. He was nearly done; his horn loosening sometime ago, though he'd failed to notice when only now just recognizing that he'd made some progress. With a few more moments of pulling and even some yanking, the Zabrak found himself escaping from the wall's clutches completely. His success was made clear when he found himself flying backwards, landing on normal ground this time. Standing up on his feet the Zabrak walked back toward the wall, observing the slight destruction of the wall.
He thought to himself.
Pity, I would have liked to have caused some major damage.
It was ok though, Zeta was sure that Lupercus was causing enough damage for the both of them.