Korriban: Part 4

Caught off guard by Yeixrian's message, Arlo speedily stored everything from the room into the System Inventory before moving deeper into the Dungeon.

As he moved on from the room, Arlo could hear the air ripple like someone was practising their weaponry fighting style, yet their skills were so developed that they could affect the area around them.

Excited by the prospect of learning under the supervision of a Master, Arlo rushed ahead until the air ripples were strong enough to cause the air to rush down the corridors straight into a fast-moving Arlo.

Pushing through the dense air of the corridor, using his scythe to split the pressure, Arlo arrived in front of a large training room that was surrounded by the heat of the molten lava.

'Ohh my god!!

Who would have thought that he would still be alive…'

Arlo thought to himself after witnessing the lone man in the training area.

Wielding a red Force Imbued Blade, the man had a jaw prosthetic, and his hair was wrapped up in a ponytail.

'Ronin…' surprised by the appearance of the Dark Lord practising by himself, Arlo stepped forward and entered the training grounds, alerting the lone man.

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"You've finally made it." Said Ronin before he clicked his fingers, enflaming the entire training grounds, leaving Ronin and Arlo the only two people standing within the middle of the molten flames.

"Who knew I would find the Legendary Ronin of the Old Sith Empire…"

"Well… I've been waiting for you, ever since you awoke in this universe." Ronin's comments surprised Arlo who followed up with a question.

"… I'll assume the Force somehow informed you, right?" Arlo said though his eyes were attracted to the Lightsaber sword in Ronin's hand.

"Indeed…

I was resting peacefully, until the Force told me to awaken as someone required my guidance.

Since then, I've been here, training…"

Ronin threw a sheathed sword to Arlo, much alike his own Lightsaber sword in the form of a katana.

"Let us begin…" before Arlo could unsheathe the sword, Ronin dashed towards him with the bright red Lightsaber blade nearing his throat.

'Shit!' Arlo cursed as he deflected the sword with the sheathe while the blade itself moved to the unprotected waist of Ronin.

"Hahaha, I won't lose so easily." Laughed the Dark Lord, as his red blade moved in a flash from a striking position to a defensive posture.

Arlo's blade was blocked, leading to a Force Push, sending him back a couple metres just as the light of the red blade came flying for his head.

{Ronin appears to be stronger than I first expected…}

'Ohhh really sunshine!?!

What gave that away?!'

Not in the mood of listening to others, Arlo snapped back at Yeixrian as he felt some of his strength depleting with each passing moment.

As it turned out the molten flames were connected to a Sith Spell spread across the training grounds.

Arlo could cancel out its affects, but he chose not to and allowed the spells affects to bare down on his body to the point Ronin was moving fast as a blur.

"I never expected the spell to affect you…" Ronin said, a little surprised because the Force had said such things couldn't affect Arlo.

"Ugh… yeah, well I allowed it to take effect for this training method to work." groaning and in pain, Arlo addressed Ronin while cursing in his mind that he should have maintained the Death Reaper suit.

The Sith Formation in the training ground's replaced Arlo's clothes with a simple set of robes, showcasing his whole appearance to Ronin, who at first felt utterly taken aback by Arlo's look.

The Sai-Graorian Race shaped his temperament to appear sharp and deadly, like the strongest two forces of nature were melded into his soul, spirit, mind, and body.

Arlo's deep black hair didn't spike up like Sayians, since his StarDragon genetic aspect helped shape it into a less loud form.

Each strand of hair was also enhanced to such a state that it was much alike an energized dragon scale, absorbing Spiritual Energy from Arlo directly.

It appeared like the stars and nebulas of the galaxy were scattered across his deep black hair.

It fit well with Arlo's sharp eyes that screamed death and destruction while the muscular shape of his face distinguished Arlo as a powerful warrior.

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Ronin hastened his attack speed, as Arlo started to heave heavily out of breath, as the heat of the molten lave and flames combined with the Sith Spell and Formation moved together in a way that the Polymath couldn't stop the Dark Lord from landing several attacks.

"Dammit!

Can't you give me a moment to catch my breath!" Arlo shouted, as he changed his fighting style to adapt his heightened senses, Arlo noticed the blade of Ronin coming for his chest.

Waiting until the last second, Arlo dodged to the side, using his own blade to scrap across the red sword until both weapons neared the guard.

Standing close to one another, Ronin smirked as he replied, "No, you don't deserve rest, young student of the Sword and Force." and with that, Ronin punched Arlo across the face.

After which Ronin utilised Force Push before striking Arlo across the chest through the use of Force Dash that allowed the Force User to burst ahead through Force Energy.

It required the Force User to circulate the Force Energy through their body, specifically the legs and waist so there wouldn't be any blow back from the useable of the Force Skill.

At this point, Arlo flew into the molten flames and burnt part of his back as the robes combusted down to the waistline.

"ARGHH!!" Grunting through the grinding of his teeth, Arlo could feel the molten flames trying to burn his skin, which was incredibly tough that it measured up against the toughness of Dragon Scales.

But even so, Arlo's nerves were straining under the destructive molten flames, which soon dissipated while strengthened Arlo's body in whole.

"Fuck!

That wasn't pleasant whatsoever!!

Ronin!!

Stop using me for your own training, you dead Force Spirit!"

Arlo might have sounded angry to most people if they heard him, but Ronin realised Arlo's tone relayed excitement, and passion to continue.

"*Sigh8 Very well, I'll explain, but note this… you have a foul mouth.

To be worthy of the sword, one must be cleansed of such foulness that could impede the sharpness of one's sword aura.

Now, stand up and let me continue beating the foulness out of you!" grinned Ronin as he used Force Dash to slash across Arlo's chest, sending him crashing against the molten flame boundary again.

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"Squad 8 is pinned down!!

I repeat!!

Squad 8 is pinned down!!

Death Watch to our right and left flanks!"

"Squad 2 is falling like flies!!

We need back up and medical assistance!!"

Countless True Mandalorian squads were struggling under the heavy fire of the Death Watch group that decided to launch a surprise attack on hidden base.

All the calls made for help seemed unanswered as the True Mandalorian squads continued to survive against the Death Watch until their very last breath.

Voka Zinn, the commander of the base, continued to curse his luck as more men and women fell in the battle.

Caught completely off guard by the sudden attack, Voka believed someone leaked the base information to the Death Watch, but he couldn't understand if it was someone in his ranks or higher up.

Before he tried once more to call out for help from headquarters, Voka saw four Starships flying by the location of the battle, catching most people off guard from the two sides combating.

A large sum of people in dark armour dived out of the ships, landing directly in the middle of the battlefield, causing both True Mandalorians and the Death Watch to stop momentarily.

But that was more than enough for the large squad in dark armour to make their presence known in the battlefield.

"Paladins…

Let them know why were serve besides, StarKiller!" stated Siegriven as he wielded his Force Imbued Great Longsword Blade, pointing it in the direction of the Death Watch.

The Paladins split themselves into groups of 5 and utilised Force Group Dash, sending each of them across the battlefield equally.

Forty Paladins rushed the Death Watch, wielding various Force Imbued Weapons, such as spears, swords, daggers, and even a couple special bows.

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"Voka can you read me?"

"Y-Yes sir!"

"Hmm?

Is everything ok?

We received your mayday call.

Hopefully 'They' arrived in time." Voka's superior said over the communicator, as he noticed the difference in his junior's voice.

"… They came, sir…

I'm just curious… who are they?" Voka asked, with his eyes glued to the camera feeds displaying the fighting prowess of the dark armoured warriors.

"Paladins of StarKiller, young man.

A group of Mandalorian Force Users who serve the fabled StarKiller, student to Swordmaster Star Vader.

Leave the fighting up to them for now, just focus on gathering the injured." Voka's commanding officer said, leaving behind the base commander to wonder when the True Mandalorians were able to contract the fabled StarKiller.

News had reached the Mandalorian System about the student of Star Vader, Coruscant's own Swordmaster.

While most of the news reported StarKiller liberated Kessel alone leading a droid army, plenty of footage displayed the efforts of StarKiller going up against the Yaruba Royal Army.

With his sword alone, StarKiller carved through the military forces of the Yaruba Royal Family, easily making them crumble apart in front of the might wielded by his Beskar Spiritual Essence infused Sword.

Most Mandalorians who saw the video were astonished by the battle prowess displayed by StarKiller, especially when he was practically alone in the heat of battle.

Voka became an instant fan of StarKiller after viewing one of the videos, however he never expected to find himself in a position where he'd come to witness the strength of StarKillers own squad.

"… Send out the medical teams and bring in our injured.

Leave the battle to the Paladins of StarKiller." Voka commanded, as his junior officers raced around to make sure the orders were enacted immediately.

The True Mandalorian squads scattered around the base received their new instructions but each of them focused on the actions of the Paladins as they made short work of Death Watch warriors.

Squad 3 of the True Mandalorians watched a group of 5 Paladins dashing through the particle beams, freezing them solid in space, as the Death Watch warriors were left wide eyed by the strength of the dark armoured Mandalorian warriors.

All of them couldn't help but watch with a special glint in their eyes as the Paladins pushed through the chaos of the battlefield, as if they were born and raised by the bloodshed of war.

A pair from the group of 5 splinter off to attack a small team of Death Watch warriors hold up in a makeshift bunker.

One Paladin ripped open the metal door through the use of the Force, while the other dashed ahead to carve through the charging Death Watch warriors as they made their last hurrah.

"M-My God…

I've never seen Mandalorian ever fight like this before."

"Captain… from what I can see, they behave far more tactically in the heat of battle, because they've fought longer side by side.

Either way, we can't ask about their training method if we die out here while watching them fight."

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Siegriven moved on his own, walking through the battlefield as he neared a Death Watch group of warriors, each of whom tried to blast their way through the commander of the Paladins.

Except, Siegriven deflected each particle shot with his Great LongSword Blade, that was crafted much alike Siegfried's Dragon Slayer Sword.

Shaped much alike a traditional Longsword, the lengthy blade was widened to take on the form of the Dragon Slayer Sword of Siegfried.

The Creation Card allowed Arlo to recreate the sword with Dragon Blood Essence as True Dragon Blood could only be replicated by a Legendary Grade Creation Card.

Even then, the Dragon Blood Essence recreated the terrifying strength and aura of a real Dragon, which helped Siegriven freeze his enemies in place as the sheer terror of a Dragon standing in front of them took over their minds.

It made Siegriven's job much easier as he cleaved through his opponents before they could fight back.

Similarly, the other Dark Side warrior Paladins made use of their control over the Force and created small illusions to play with the minds of the Death Watch warriors, stopping many of them from dying needlessly.

They understood Arlo's plan to become Mand'alor, so they tried their best to keep as many people alive as possible, even if they were members of Death Watch.

But that didn't stop them causing utter mayhem across the battlefield, as they ripped apart bunkers, weapons, and even the ground with the deadly precise control over the Force.

Yeixrian added telekinesis to the list of abilities of the Dark Side Force Users of the Paladins of Starkiller, giving each of them greater control over the Force when they utilised it.

The destructive nature of the Paladins helped create an image of fear and power in the eyes of those watching their actions, especially Voka, who made sure to record everything for the True Mandalorian leadership to promote in their propaganda.

Unlike those closer to the battlefield, Voka couldn't experience the fearful conduct of the Paladins that would become renown around the whole galaxy, just as much as the person they served.

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Elsewhere on Coruscant, at the Jedi Temple, the High Council gathered together with an important guest among them from the Star-Void Grand Guild.

"Lord Star Vader, why have you brought up the topic of outsourcing our peacekeeping efforts?

As Jedi, it's part of maintaining order throughout the galaxy as agents of the Light Side of the Force." said Poli Dapatian, a Jedi Master of the High Council, in reply for the reason of the meeting between the Jedi Order and Star-Void Grand Guild.

It was organised by Jedi Master Teltor and the Star-Void Grand Guild President London StarCalibur Pentheos as a means for a deeper cooperative relationship, but it wasn't so simple.

Star Vadar arrived and immediately distributed a document outlining the cooperation of the Star-Void Grand Guild and Jedi Order, which focused largely on employing Guild Members to travel out and explore various regions of the galaxy that might require the Jedi.

Acting more as security guards and a private military entity, Star Vader suggested it as the best course of cooperation between the two organisations.

Poli Dapatian, a human Jedi Master with a cybernetic face mask apparatus, was the first to finish the information outlined in the document, and immediately he wasn't impressed with the restrictions in place on the Jedi.

"*Kohh… Khuuhh…* The Jedi have always been devoted to the Light Side, solemnly harnessing the powers of the Force as guardians of peace and justice in the Galactic Republic.

However, *Kohh… Khuuhh…* by making the conscious choice to inhabit a world ridden with injustice and corruption, you've already strayed away from the initial path of the Jedi Order…"

"Would you elaborate, Lord Star Vader?" asked an aged human Jedi Master, T'un, before anything other could voice their anger towards to the masked man in black armour.

His experience and patience were one of the reasons the Jedi Masters saw T'un as a great influential figure within their order.

Many Masters wished to emulate T'un in the future, if possible, but many realised it was a path unique only certain individuals could take.

"*Kohh… Khuuhh…* The world is affecting your mindset, even if continue to meditate in the Light Side of the Force.

You may wish to believe yourself as the balance, *Kohh… Khuuhh…*, that keeps Coruscant from falling, but the truth is, the affects of the darker elements across the world have already seeped into the hearts and minds of the Jedi.

From the beginning… *Kohh… Khuuhh…* students have been infected by the darker elements as they've been raised here on Coruscant.

*Kohh… Khuuhh…* Currently the darker elements of the world have reduced marginally, but not significantly enough to warrant any kind of success to alleviate the affects of the darker elements."

Star Vader's tone didn't relay any sympathy for the Jedi Order, rather he sounded annoyed by their actions to believe they could continue acting as if they'd maintained order and justice, no matter the mayhem they caused themselves.