Siather grins at the Vong and thrusts his Bak'taar into his gut. He pulled to the side then up as he hooked the blade into what felt something like a stomach and yanked it out hard. Siather stared the Vong in the eyes seeing something that almost looked like surprise. Siather watched as the Vong stumbled back.
"You have grossly underestimated me. You made a mistake and I capitalized. Tell your Yun-Yuuzhan that Ara's will is stronger and the Gand will defeat you."
The Vong stared at the Gand eyes growing wider as he started to spit up blood.
"You undead are worthy opponents. Perhaps the Warmaster will consider using you like we do the Chazrach on the next galaxy we conquer after we are done with yours."
The Vong colapses to his knees glaring at the Gand as he fell before he tipped over and ended up bent over so that his back was in contact with his feet. Siather looked at the Vong that were observing.
"You will surrender now and you will all be transported to a planet outside Rogue Imperial space so that your own kind can pick you up. You have my word on that if that is what you desire." The injured Det'aan stated to what appeared to be the most senior Vong.
"You have grossly underestimated me. You made a mistake and I capitalized. Tell your Yun-Yuuzhan that Ara's will is stronger and the Gand will defeat you."
The Vong stared at the Gand eyes growing wider as he started to spit up blood.
"You undead are worthy opponents. Perhaps the Warmaster will consider using you like we do the Chazrach on the next galaxy we conquer after we are done with yours."
The Vong colapses to his knees glaring at the Gand as he fell before he tipped over and ended up bent over so that his back was in contact with his feet. Siather looked at the Vong that were observing.
"You will surrender now and you will all be transported to a planet outside Rogue Imperial space so that your own kind can pick you up. You have my word on that if that is what you desire." The injured Det'aan stated to what appeared to be the most senior Vong.