Karness Muur discovered in utter horror that his power was being siphoned away bit by bit. Worse still, even parts of his memories were fading with it!
He roared and howled, crashing about wildly. His powerful Dark Side Force tried to resist, but Celeste's body blocked his power. He was like a wild beast trapped in a cage—immensely strong, yet held back by the bars, forced to let Darth Malthael standing outside carve away his flesh with a knife, piece by piece!
Karness Muur had gone mad. As one of the first generation of Sith Lords, an existence who had once dominated his era, when had he ever suffered such humiliation and despair? Trapped in a cage and treated as nourishment!
He slammed madly against his surroundings, desperately using his immense Dark Side Force to fight Darth Malthael, but it was all futile.
For more than four thousand years, he had remained in this state. Yet now, it had become his greatest weakness!
He could fuse his soul, his power, and his knowledge into one. But conversely, everything he possessed had also become part of his soul.
Darth Malthael had killed many people, and he had indeed tried to read the thoughts within the souls of those he killed. Yet without exception, all he could read were fragmented memories.
Put simply, a soul was a soul, memories were memories, and talent was talent. To the Force, they were entirely different things.
Darth Malthael's Death Force could absorb power from the dead and even absorb other people's souls, but he had always been helpless when it came to memories.
But with Karness Muur, things were different!
The reason Karness Muur, in the form of a Sith spirit, could retain both his immensely powerful Force and his complete memories was precisely because