Darth Malthael smiled faintly. "Join forces? What do you have that lets you join forces with me? A fleet? How many K do you have?"
Karness Muur clearly did not understand what that final "K" meant, but he still said, "Hehehehe, I have no fleet. But I possess endless dark knowledge, incomparably powerful Dark Side Force, and through this talisman, I can turn countless living beings into our own army! As long as we join forces, no one will be able to stop us!"
"So all I need to do is take this talisman from around her neck?" Darth Malthael said as he walked step by step toward Celeste Morne.
Celeste Morne's expression changed. She retreated several steps in succession and shouted sharply, "Don't come any closer! You filthy Sith! I'd kill you right now if I could!"
"I don't think you can." Darth Malthael spoke calmly, his steps never stopping as he continued to approach.
He felt that changing his line to "You can scream all you want, but no one will answer" would have suited the occasion better. Unfortunately, some illiterate mirror did not know how to change it.
After retreating several steps, Celeste Morne had nowhere left to go. Her Lightsaber was also in Darth Malthael's hands, leaving her with no possibility of resistance.
Cold sweat trickled down her temple, and the fury in her heart had reached its limit. "Sith! Don't push us too far!"
"Hehehehe!" Karness Muur burst into laughter. "You should accept your death gracefully, Celeste. It has already been four thousand years. Everyone you knew has long since vanished. You are nothing but an orphan of a bygone era! Better to die."
"Before you die... before this talisman is destroyed... I will not..." Something began to seem wrong with Celeste Morne. "I will