ShadowbladeRavyn

Death. The sanctuary is permeated with the stench of death and decay. Faerie fires illuminate the dark hallways of cold metal and stone. Specters of the past; shady spirits of vengeance roam the Light-forsaken halls. In the citadel's main hold, dozens, perhaps hundreds, of decaying corpses lie still upon the jagged tiles of refined saronite. A hulking figure in terrifying armor with eyes blazing like blue suns, blue like the arctic oceans surrounding Northrend, calmly walks among the lifeless bodies. A double-edged sword with demonic runes is held in one hand. Small wisps of air slowly encircle the cursed blade without touching it. Beneath

Rays of red-hot fire erupted from the deadly assault rifles, expertly handled in the hands of the Mandalorian Neo-Crusaders. On the receiving end were flailing Republic soldiers returning fire. Not as well armored like their enemy, the Republic soldiers managed to hold their own, killing dozens of Mandalorians, but the raging Crusaders still pushed forward. Burning plasma energy rained from the sky, leaving craters on the planet's surface and supercharged electromagnetic energy in the atmosphere. Not far from the main battle, was a small task force of elite Republic commandos and armor-clad Jedi Guardians. This personally Jedi-led task force