Zash watched him go and satisfied there would be no further interruptions she took the holocron and her datapad to her private office. She sat down and observed the exterior, the intricate red and black detailing and then reached out with the force to examine the lines.
There was the problem, she could see it and feel it. It would be an easy fix and then the pain set in and she rubbed her hand. It was happening more often now. She focused her mind through the pain, cut through the miasma of suffering. It felt like dying or what she considered dying to be like.
She was so close now, Lord Hazzan was the key. Zeno had just stumbled onto this holocron, a rather fortuitous turn of events but it was only the beginning. Power demanded sacrifice, and the greater the power the larger the sacrifice.
The pain subsided and she could see clearly now, existence was agony. But that pain gave her power, she focused it into the holocron… it was time for the apprentice to reveal his secrets.
OOCForce Die Roll - Zash:
3eF 1 Light Side, 2 Dark Side