Thud!
Shen-Jon clutched his wrist and dropped to his knees. Darth Malthael slowly walked forward, raised a hand, and pulled the Lightsaber from the severed hand into his grasp.
"I... want you dead!!!!" Seeing Darth Malthael approach, Shen-Jon suddenly sprang up and unleashed an immensely powerful bolt of Force lightning from his intact hand!
Darth Malthael blocked the lightning with his own Lightsaber, locking onto his opponent's power as he continued advancing step by step! Shen-Jon felt the pressure mounting. Forced back by Darth Malthael's steady advance, he leaned farther and farther backward until he could only collapse into a seated position on the floor.
Darth Malthael drove Shen-Jon's lightning back toward his own face with the Lightsaber and said with a cruel grin, "I can feel it! The anger in your heart! Your hatred! And your fear... You will become an incomparably powerful Sith Lord!"
"You... are! Dreaming!" Shen-Jon ground his teeth until they creaked, blood even seeping from his gums. "I will never... submit! To the Dark Side!!"
Darth Malthael raised his head and looked at Sefrans Tann, who stood to one side. "Your turn. Do what you want to do!"
Golden light from the Dark Side flickered in his eyes, and the sheer force of his presence was almost enough to make one unable to stand.
Powerful Dark Side Force also swirled around Sefrans Tann. Kresh's Gauntlet gave her an overwhelming sense of security, along with a savage urge to trample the entire Milky Way Galaxy beneath her feet. Her gaze burned as she stared fixedly at Darth Malthael, a faint killing intent rising within her.
In her heart, it was as though a voice were whispering...
*Kill him! Kill him! He is fighting Shen-Jon. This is the best opportunity! This gauntlet can protect you from any