The transformation was entirely unexpected. The boy had seemed to be a human, fragile enough when it came down to it, but the eyes and fangs were something new. The yellow of his eyes reminded him of Sith Lords, but he hadn't felt an ounce of the Force in the boy.

He was taken aback just enough for the boy to slide the ice dagger home. Whith an enraged scream, he vacated the girl's dying body, letting her fall to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

Tinya laid on the ground, releasing a soft groan of pain. Blood was rapidly spreading around the wound and she coughed up blood, her already pale complexion closer to a pallor.

She tried to smile. "...at least this time, I didn't burn to death," and let herself let go