Olegar's Fist
"Fist of Ulrezaj?" The name made Demetrius Zaarin pause slightly. He thought carefully, yet still could not figure out which species the pronunciation of this strange name came from. Nor had he ever heard of it before.
He could only rely on his instincts as a scientific researcher to judge that the name's pronunciation was extremely ancient—and definitely not one commonly used by humans.
Logically, if they were pirates capable of standing against the Calamity Legion, he should have heard of them. After all, the Imperial Navy's Intelligence Department regularly issued lists of major threats. As a general in charge of scientific research, frequently involved in transporting rare materials and prototype craft, he had even more reason to watch out for pirates across the region.
The information broker explained, "Olegar's Fist is a mercenary group that has only recently risen to prominence in the Mandalore star sector. They are actually a powerful organization formed by the alliance of several pirate bands. Their leader is called Olegar. He must be an extremely charismatic fellow, since he persuaded those pirates to form such a mercenary organization. Some say Olegar was once a powerful Jedi Knight, but no one has been able to confirm it."
"A Jedi Knight? Utterly absurd!" Demetrius Zaarin snorted. "Then contact this Olegar. Let's see what exactly his background is. Kronda, make the arrangements."
"Yes, Lord Marshal." Kronda nodded.
He quickly left the command room and headed for the communications center to arrange the meeting.
Three hours after the contact signal was sent, the other side returned an encrypted message: they agreed to meet. Thus, in the conference room aboard Zaarin's flagship, he met the mysterious mercenary leader, Olegar.
Scarlet flames burned across the screen. Within them, a pair of eyes radiating terrifying light stared fixedly at