498. Manipulation of Emotion - Trychon

Not sensing anyone left other than in the one direction, the two Sith placed their lightsabers back on their respective belsts, and walked over to the hut. As they approached, they could hear a few moans, but mainly the cries of Odilo... clearly aware of what was coming, and obviously upset about it.

"No. NO! This can't be the way!" His voice carried out of the hut as Trychon and Raezyr stopped just outside.

Odilo ran to the door and stopped, placing his hands on the walls and spreading his legs, trying to create some kind of barrier to keep the Sith from entering. "This can't be true. How can this happen?"

Raezyr stepped forward first. Trychon spoke though. "If it helps you, Brother... we're merely returning the Force and this planet to the way it was before. Before the Taxl monks settled here." Raezyr lit his blade right through the heart of the Odilo, as he stared at Trychon with resolute fury implanted on his face. He didn't bother with a response before he died.

After his body slumped to the ground, Raezyr grabbed the alien's amulet and tossed it to Trychon before they both entered the healer's hut.

They ended the misery of a few monks lying inside. It was clear that many had been brought here beyond the Brother's ability to heal. There had been several bodies outside and there were just as many inside. They began shuffling through the remains and moving things around. They had to find the remaining Force relic.

As they looked through everything in the small building, they began to become more frustrated as time went by. They were in no hurry, as there was no reason left to hurry for, but they had to have all of the amulets. If it wasn't in this hut, there was no telling where it had ended up. They were ready to leave, but it seemed as though the Force was working against them.

Raezyr slammed his hands against the wall. "NO! Frackit! Where could it be?" He released some of his frustration on the wall again, this time removing a very large portion, but Trychon eventually calmed him and convinced him that it would be solved in the end.

Having exhausted all possibility of the amulet being in Odilo's hut, the two exited. As they walked into the open grounds, the visibility seemed not just a little, but rather magnitudes better. The rain had stopped outright, and the clouds were in remission. There was still the occasional sound of thunder in the distance, but it appeared that the storm had nearly passed.

They didn't spend much time staring into the sky, and instead turned to the paths, overturning bodies with the Force, kicking some many meters in frustration. After what seemed a near eternity in their own impatience, Trychon reached into his pouch and pulled out several of the amulets they'd collected.

He used his practiced ability in channeling the Force through such objects, hoping it would help him find the missing piece. While Raezyr continued to toss aside corpses and curse, Trychon was rewarded with the image of what they were seeking after just a few moments.

He held out his hand as the last amulet flew from the distance into his outstretched hand. "Finally!" He exclaimed. "We have all of their precious amulets. Our wait is over and we can go home."

Then every one of his nerves felt as though they were on fire. All he could see was a blinding light. He could no longer feel his weight on the ground and was unsure if it was because he was going numb, as he was sure he was.