The former Dark Lord of the Sith stood upon the frozen grounds of Ziost. His mind stretched out over the planet itself, and the galaxy as a whole. Like a pebble tossed into a pond his mind sent ripples of Dark Force out across the galaxy. One message touched many minds.

"Malice Draclau, Demon Lord, face me now upon Ziost for honor and glory. Our fued must die if the Sith are to unite and rule."

Khar Delba

Sitting within his meditation chamber, the demon sith's mind was connected with the whole galaxy it seemed. Tuned into the force, Malice stretched out his senses, and his consiousness far past the reaches of the planet.

It was then, that a tremor within the force entered Malice's mind. Disturbing his meditation.

"Malice Draclau, Demon Lord, face me now upon Ziost for honor and glory. Our fued must die if the Sith are to unite and rule."

Hearing this, A grin spread across his face. Malice searched with the force. Feeling the dark planet Ziost, Malice instantly felt Maim.

(Must we do this now Maim. I am quite a busy person. Besides, my fued with you can be dealt with anytime)

OOC: Eh? instead of teaching me, your fighting me. Hmm not what i expected. But whatever

"Now, Demon Lord, for your underhanded tactics shall not be allowed to continue."

The former Dark Lord of the Sith stood, silent, waiting in a trance-like meditative state. His mind connected to all around him.

A roar of laughter bellowed forth from Malice. Not verbally however, but through the force. So Maim can hear.

(You fool. You dare to speak to me as such. I think your getting too old Maim. My under handed tactics? why, whatever do you mean. I live to serve the order and that is all. Now if you'll excuse me i have meditating to get to)

With that Malice closed himself off from Maim. Cutting the so called dark lords connection with him. He had no time for such foolish things.