Trychon closed his eyes and tried to summon the dark side as Lord Eiron commanded him. He remembered what he could of his readings on the subject in the archives... and then also tried to pick up on the things that his new master was telling them to do.
He could almost feel heat radiating from his two companions as they surely thought about their worst moments. He could almost hear Raezyr remembering the loss of his Master and the pain that had come with it.
His link with Tyr wasn't as strong, but similarly he could feel the younger man imagining the pain that he'd gone through due to his Father's ineptitude as a parent. He was surely reliving the moments leading up to his Father's death at his own saber.
Suddenly, he felt a little out of place. He'd not been through the sorts of things that these men had. He remembered the anger he'd had on Nar Shaddaa at being betrayed...
He could feel a little warmth as he tried to get the Dark Side to come out... but it was nothing to the burning embers around him.
Then he saw through his shut eyelids the flash of the release of the dark side power around him.
It was like something clicked. He remembered for the first time laying on the floor of the forest as a toddler... and watching his family walk back to their ship and leave him behind to fend for himself... barely older than a baby! How dare they!
He felt the heat rise in him and fill him... and when he felt like he was about to pass out... he pushed the power outward.
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