STAR WARS FUTURE REPUBLIC: Shadows in the Force

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Finally, Neoxsy and his party of Xyrklyans arrived at the bustling Port of Voss. Merchants shouted their wares, trying to lure passers-by to their stalls filled with exotic wares. Civilians walked the streets, absorbed in their daily activities, unaware of the danger that was approaching.

Jizash Rilam, who was nearby, immediately sensed a disturbance in the Force. Neoxsy's dark presence was unmistakable, but he didn't know exactly where it came from. His face darkened with worry as he looked around, searching for the source of that sinister energy.

He quickly made his way to the Padawans, Kieran and Miykass, who were with Ryn. —Hide and take Ryn away from here! — he ordered them urgently. Kieran reflecting confusion and concern I ask him. —Why? What's the matter?

—There's no time to explain—, Jizash replied, his tone firm. —Just do it. Now!

The Padawans obeyed immediately. Kieran and Miykass took Ryn's hands and began to run towards their father's office. As they advanced, the port was filled with an atmosphere of tension. Neoxsy and his group of Xyrklyans entered the port, their imposing and dark presences standing out from the crowd. The faces of the people reflected a mixture of fear, confusion and anxiety. Some stood dumbfounded, motionless, while others fled desperately to hide.

Miykass, looking back, saw his master Jizash. A sense of determination came over her. She stopped abruptly and said to Kieran, —Take Ryn to his father's office. I have to know what's going on with Master Jizash—. Kieran looked at her with concern and disapproval. —Miykass, no. We must stick together. It's dangerous.

But Miykass, determined, replied, —It will only be a moment. I'll go and come back. I need to know what is going on—. Kieran pursed his lips, knowing he couldn't stop her. —Okay but be careful. Do not take any risks—. Miykass nodded and turned, running to where he felt the disturbance in the Force. Kieran, with Ryn by the hand, continued on his way to Senator Grem Valor's office, trying to stay calm and reassuring Ryn that everything would be okay.

Neoxsy, meanwhile, observed the fear on the faces of the inhabitants of the port. His eyes swept through the crowd coldly, looking for something or someone. The Xyrklyans around him maintained their intimidating posture, their dark presences causing people to retreat even further. Meanwhile, Miykass approached, hiding behind the market stalls, trying to watch without being seen. She knew her master needed her help, and though fear tried to take hold of her, the determination to protect her own was stronger.

Neoxsy, with an imposing and authoritative gaze, raised his voice above the bustle of the port, echoing like thunder. —Where is Senator Grem Valor? — He asked, his tone stern and demanding. The crowd fell silent, paralyzed by fear and confusion. —I will ask one more time! — Neoxsy exclaimed, his fury visibly increasing. —Where is he..." But before he could continue, a loud and clear voice interrupted him from a distance.

—Who are you and what are you looking for here? — Jizash, who had finally located the group of intruders, asked. The disturbance in the Force had guided their steps directly towards them, and the connection to the dark side was unmistakable. —The senator is not here.

Neoxsy slowly turned, his eyes black as the abyss meeting Jizash's. —I know he is here—, he said in an icy tone. —Tell me where he is, or I'll look for him by force. I do not care what I have to do.

Jizash remained firm, trying to remain calm in the face of the threat. —I told you the senator isn't here—, he repeated, his voice firm. —I advise you to leave before you do anything you will regret.

A cruel smile was drawn on Neoxsy's lips. —I won't—, he said slowly, lighting his lightsaber with a menacing buzz. The red blade glowed brightly, filling the area with an ominous light. Jizash, seeing the red lightsaber and feeling the intensity of the dark side, was shocked. He didn't know exactly who this figure was, but the threat he posed was evident. With determination, he ignited his own lightsaber, its glow offering a hopeful contrast to the darkness of Neoxsy.