The entire scene was unbelievable, and she could now see the reality of the entire situation. The visitor who had showed up while Kahn was inside had ruined any chances to speaking to a witness. Who could talk witout their head attached?

Comparing wounds of that of one of the Kr'yir to that of the headless guard, Rulic was starting to make connections that Raven herself had suspected earlier.

And the carving on the wall confirmed it all. A sith, or perhaps a Dark Jedi, had slapped a virtual guantlet, and Raven knew that now both herself and Kahn were now just like the community in which they stood: royally screwed, unless the individual was found first.

" My impression is that he's threatened by our mere presence here, and he's got one heck of a giant ego. The dark side may be powerfull, but I would imagine that he has just overestimated us in his assumption that he's better than us. The Kr'yir would be under his personal mental influence, and until this point, the creatures have done his dirty work. He's gotten cocky, since he finnished the work the Kr'yir began this time." Raven told them, her fingers brushing against carved letters.