Hell, Im in your mind and i can kill you...
Oh, and if this was fleet combat, that 'gate thing' would have been illegal! :p )
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> As the explosions rippled through the bridge of the star destroyer, Dakkon couldn't control his laughter.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Oh so great on the Astral plain and yet fail to realise its lack of limitations? Hell, in the real world a Star Destroyer doesnt need its bridge...<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> With another mocking laugh, the Deaths Hand swivled slightly, before unleashing its great fury against the small group of fighters. It wouldn't hit, but once again Vontas single minded training had forgotten ALOT. As the massive green laser shot out towards the swarm of fighters, they begun to scatter. They didnt get far...
As the laser passed them, the seismic wash DID hit them. All the fighters tumbled, engines seizing, pilots dieing of massive cereaboral haemorages. It was Vontas training the kept her alive. But as she was so quick to point out, we were in her mind, and the repercussions of such an action were chilling.
As the men and women piloting the crafts died, as well as those onboard the Deaths Hand, they took their toll on the Jedi. Blood shot forth from her eyes, nose, mouth and ears. All headbourne orifices bled with the blood of the hundreds who had just died...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Such is the price one pays when they mess with the mind...<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> But the worst for the woman was yet to come. Suddenly a thought occured to him. As a living lifeform, her mind had limits, as did all. Hence, her 'Galaxy' did not go on forever.
Hence eventually, that Superlaser is gonna hit something. Looking over at her stationary craft, Dakkon could not see her, such was the massive ammounts of blood in the cockpit. Reaching out with his minds eye he tracked the laser bolt, flying solidly in space. Before it was nothingness, the black expanses of Space.
Suddenly it stopped.....
The impact the blast made on nothingness was negligable. But the scream that echoed all around him showed the damage that the blast had done. Suddenly, the space around him was tangable, weak even. Pushing at the darkness he could feel it, like a velvet cloak. Grabbing hold of this tear in the not so real reality, he sliced off apart with his sabre, the blades light dissappearing again as it cleaved the black in two. Vonta still screaming was all that kept him from leaping from her mind.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Whoa, that was intense...
Now lets see what we can do about little Miss Blood...<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->