KOTOR Version 2-Sith Triumvirate-Revan's Soliders-Chapter 2-Subjugation of Korriban

'That's the Star Forge?' Darth Volcanus said. He stood on the bridge of the Onslaught with Revan, Malak, Darth Entropi and Darth Ghasta, looking at the giant space station in front of them. The station was huge, larger that the closest planet, and seemed to be feeding on the energy produced from the nearby star.

'Yes,' Revan said, his arms crossed across his chest. 'That is how we will create the machines we need to crush the Republic.' Revan then turned his head toward Malak. 'Transmit the codes needed to make sure the disruptor field doesn't destroy the fleet.'

'And why can't you do it, Revan?!' Malak snapped back.

'Because I told you to, my apprentice. Now, do as I said, or I will show you why I am the master!' Revan shot back at Malak. If he keeps going in the direction he's going, Malak is going to do something stupid that will cost me everything I've worked for.

After inputting the frequency codes needed to bypass the disruptor field, the short trip to the Star Forge was uneventful, with the exception of Malak bickering with Revan. The Sith Triumvirate watched, and they all agreed that one day, Revan was going to show Malak that this insubordination would not be tolerated.

When the ships were docked, everyone started filing out and into the docking bay. Revan looked around, at all the soldiers still clad in their Republic uniforms, which had followed him. 7000 men and women, spread across 10 capital ships, had followed him after the Mandalorian Wars, out of a possible 100 capital ships.

'For the next few weeks, this will be your new home. During that time, you will all be indoctrinated into the Sith teachings. Also, the Star Forge will create the weapons, armor and everything else we are going to need. Malak will show you around, and then you will find yourself your quarters. We will begin training tomorrow.' Revan said. He turned to Malak, and could see him fuming. 'Malak, I'm taking my Jedi Generals and heading toward the observatory. Meet me there once you're done.'

'And why should I lead these fools around? I am a Sith Lord, not some butler droid!' Malak yelled at Revan.

'You know the layout of the Star Forge, my apprentice, and I have business to take care of.' Revan said. But before he could turn around, Malak forcefully grabbed his arm.

'Why are you so interested in those generals anyway? I am your apprentice; I should be getting your training!' Malak shouted. Just then, Malak's hand was released from Revan's arm, and suddenly, his fingers began snapping.

'And you will, my apprentice, but all of the Jedi need to be indoctrinated into the Sith teachings. And these three will have a specific role in things to come. In the mean time, you will learn patience, or I'll do a lot worse than just break your hand.' Revan said. And just as he finished talking, the bones in Malak's hand stopped snapping. 'Now, heal yourself up, and do as you're told.'

Once on the observatory, Revan motioned for his Sith triumvirate to follow him to the viewing platform. Once they reached the transparisteel window, Revan spoke up.

'All right, now that you can speak freely, you can say what you're all probably thinking.' Revan said, pacing back and forth.

Darth Entropi was the one to speak. 'It seems like Malak has a bug up his butt about something.'

'He feels that he is my equal in all of this, that he knows almost everything there is to know about the Sith. He is a fool, and he knows little about what is going on around him. The only reason he was an effective dirt general was because he had the Force to guide him. That's why I had him command strike teams and ground troops, instead of fleets, as you three and Vhae Pano did.' Revan said.

All three nodded, understanding what Revan meant. The battles Malak had won, though important, were not nearly as pivotal as the victories that Revan had accomplished. Malak was a leader, but not a tactician. And, in order to win a war, you needed to be both.

One year later...

'You have done well,' Revan said, as he led his Sith triumvirate to one of the equipment creation rooms. 'You are now ready to truly assume the roles I gave you a year ago. But before you do, I have something for all of you.'

Revan opened the door to the equipment room, revealing a computer, something that looked like a sonic shower, and a durasteel crate. 'In this room, I will create clothing, weapons and armor specifically for each of you.' Revan said. 'You will step into that bio-scanner, and I will use this terminal to scan you. From there, the Star Forge will use the Force to create your equipment.'

Ten minutes later, all three members of the Sith triumvirate were dressed in their new equipment. Darth Volcanus was clad in heavy, yet surprisingly flexible, armor that appeared to have been crafted with Sith Alchemy. The black and blood red coloring of the armor matched the hilt and blade colors of the twin lightsabers that Volcanus, and the single blades his companions, had made earlier. The most notable things, however, were his gauntlets and helmet. The gauntlets were the same color and texture of the rest of the armor, but formed sharp claws at the fingertips. The helmet was even stranger. The helmet, though made from the same materials as the rest of the armor, appeared to be in the shape of a picked clean tuk'ata skull. In addition, there was a long, black cloak to hide the armor when traveling. And, because of the more ancient version of Sith Alchemy used, the armor was resistant to lightsaber blades.

Darth Ghasta's armor was no less impressive. Built for stealth, the material used appeared to be leather-like, but it was no less durable than that Darth Volcanus'. The black and dark blue allowed him to blend into any shadow, and gave him the ability to warp the light around him. He wore a mask similar to Revan's, though there were dark blues in place of the reds of Revan's mask. There was also a stealth belt includes with the armor, which, when enhanced by the properties of the rest of his armor, made him completely undetectable by scanners, sight or sound. He also wore a similar cloak that Volcanus wore, though the material was lighter, allowing for a freedom of movement not found in Volcanus' cloak. And, like Volcanus' armor, Darth Ghasta's armor was resistant to lightsaber blades.

Darth Entropi's clothing was the only set that was drastically different. Though they appeared as simple dark Jedi robes, they were far more. The robes were made of the same highly durable, yet highly flexible, materials used to create her companions' armor, and still retained the lightsaber resistant properties. Her clothing, unlike her companions', was not created for intimidation or stealth, but for comfort and ease of movement, allowing her to concentrate more on wielding the Force and weakening the resolve of her enemies.

'I have a mission for you three,' Revan said as soon as they left the equipment room. 'You are to go to Korriban, and bring the Sith there under my rule. Tell them you are emissaries of the Dark Lord, and if they don't believe you, show them. Once you have subjugated Korriban, contact me, and I will be there shortly.'

'Wait a minute; didn't you and Malak already go there for a Star Map?' Darth Ghasta asked.

'Yes, we did, but we posed as hopefuls, not the Dark Lord and his apprentice. I didn't wear my armor, and neither did Malak.' Revan said. 'Any other questions?'

'No, my lord. We will leave at once.' Darth Volcanus said.

'Good. I hope to see you soon then. And may the Force be with you.' Revan said as he walked off.

Upon reaching the hangar, the Sith triumvirate selected a light freighter, with two gun turrets, both dorsal and ventral, four heavy laser cannons, two on each side, and a hyperdrive capable of getting to across the galaxy in a quarter of the time it standard hyperdrives took, all created with Star Forge technology. The Sith triumvirate boarded the ship, which they decided to name the Krayt Dragon, and familiarized themselves with the controls before blasting off and jumping into hyperspace.

The trip was uneventful, though the Sith triumvirate was surprised to find a spaceport on the surface. 'Strange, that Revan didn't tell up about the spaceport.' Darth Entropi said.

'Does it matter? The existence of a space port doesn't affect out mission in the slightest.' Darth Volcanus said, flipping his hood over his helmet. 'Now come on, we have a job to do.'

Upon exiting the Krayt Dragon, the Sith triumvirate was greeted by a Czerka dock master. 'Welcome to Korriban. You three are Jedi, here to enter the academy, correct?' The Twi'lek said.

'You're half right.' Darth Volcanus said. 'We are here to enter the academy, but we are not Jedi. We are Sith.'

The dock master's eyes got as big as dinner plates at hearing that. 'Forgive me, honorable Sith master. I did not mean to offend you.' He said, with fear in his voice.

'Calm yourself, dock master. We are not like the temperamental fools you are used to dealing with. We are...' Darth Entropi said, searching for the correct term to use. 'Sith Masters, for a lack of a better term. We have learned the control that the students and hopefuls lack.'

'If you say so. But all the same, I still wish to be careful around you.' The dock master said. 'Since you're Sith, I won't charge you the docking fee. Enjoy your stay on Korriban.' The dock worker said, as he opened the door.

As the Sith triumvirate walked through the spaceport, they noticed many other beings in Czerka uniforms running around. 'It seems like Czerka is using this spaceport as a base of operations.' Darth Ghasta said.

'All Czerka cares about is lining their pockets with credits, so they would need a base of operations for Sith space. Korriban was their best choice, allowing them go get in good with the Sith.' Darth Volcanus said. 'But Czerka does not concern us. Our mission is the academy.'

Exiting Dreshdae, the Sith triumvirate saw a large building stone building in front of them, with a huge, heavy door and a young man guarding it. The young man wore a set of Krath armor, with a Sith sword in his hand.

'I haven't seen you before, so that means you aren't a student of this academy, a master or a servant. So, unless you've got a delivery, frag off!' The guard said.

Darth Volcanus just glared at the guard, and using the Force, began crushing the man's throat.

'We are not just some pathetic hopefuls. We are emissaries of the Dark Lord, and we demand to see the head of this academy.' Darth Volcanus said. After a few seconds, he dropped the guard, and watched him gasp for air. 'Now, let us in, or I'll do that again, and this time, I won't release you.'

'All right, I'll take you to see him. But Master Jorak won't be happy to see you.' The guard said, opening the door.

'We're counting on it,' Darth Ghasta said as he followed the guard into the academy.

'Gavin, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be guarding the door!' Jorak Uln, the master of the academy, shouted as the guard led the Sith triumvirate into the academy.

'The big guy said that they are emissaries of the Dark Lord, and that they would kill me if I didn't bring them to you.' Gavin said, shirking away from the Sith triumvirate.

'Really?' Jorak said, walking over to Darth Volcanus. 'Then you know that Exar Kun has been dead for over 35 years now. And you claim to be his emissaries?'

'Exar Kun was a fool. We serve the new Dark Lord, and we've come to bring this academy under his control.' Darth Volcanus said, as Jorak circled him and his group.

That brought a chuckle to Jorak. 'You are brave to make demands here, young one. With the number of apprentices here, as well as the soldiers we have on duty, we could crush you like ants!'

That was the cue for the Sith Triumvirate to draw their weapons. 'Lord Revan said you would resist,' Darth Volcanus said, as he activated his lightsabers. 'And he has given authorization to do what is needed to subjugate this academy, even if it means slaughtering each and everyone here.' His companions did the same, readying themselves for the battle that was to come.

'Very well,' Jorak said, motioning for the soldiers and apprentices on the current level to move. 'If you want to die so badly, I will grant you your wish.' Jorak said.

'Kill them.' Jorak said, and watched as the soldiers and apprentices charged at the Sith triumvirate. What he didn't count on was the skill and power that they possessed. Within seconds, the Sith triumvirate had slain all of the soldiers and apprentices sent before them.

'If you wish to send more of your apprentices to their death, call then now.' Darth Volcanus said, throwing his cloak off his shoulders. 'We aren't even breathing heavy yet.'

At that moment, more Sith apprentices came running from the corners of the academy. Some wore simple, dark renditions of Jedi robes, while others were clad in the armor of the Krath. Some wielded lightsabers, but most had Sith swords, and all foolish enough to challenge Revan's specially trained Sith warriors.

The battle was swift, with the Sith triumvirate standing uninjured and victorious. That's when they heard Jorak clapping his hands.

'Well done. You've proven your strength, and that is what matters most.' Jorak said as he walked over to Darth Volcanus. 'So, the Dark Lord wants control of this academy?'

'In so many words,' Darth Volcanus said, deactivating his lightsabers. 'Soon, Lord Revan will be waging an all out war on the Republic, and will need a place to train anyone who comes to our side. We also need a staging camp to assault the Hydian Way.'

'And what do I get in return?' Jorak said.

'Other than a role in Lord Revan's New Sith Empire?' Darth Entropi said, grinning slightly. 'You'll have to ask Lord Revan yourself. We were told to inform him of when we had control of the academy.'

'The Dark Lord is coming here?' Jorak said, squirming a little. Having his students attack the Dark Lord's emissaries did not look good on him.

But Darth Volcanus just grinned. 'You have nothing to worry about Jorak. If we weren't strong enough to survive your tests, that means we aren't worthy to serve the Dark Lord. So, you will receive no repercussions from Lord Revan.' That put Jorak at ease, until the words from the Sith triumvirate.

'But we need to contact him. If you would lead us to your long range communicator, we can take care of it ourselves.' Darth Entropi said.

And so Jorak Uln lead them to his quarters and showed the Sith triumvirate the communication console. Jorak left, closing the door behind him, and Darth Volcanus and Darth Ghasta removed their masks while Darth Entropi punched in the coordinates of Revan's quarters in the Star Forge.

'That was faster than I expected,' Revan said as his hologram appeared before them. 'Tell me, how is Master Jorak doing?'

'As pitiful as expected, Lord Revan.' Darth Volcanus said. 'He sent some of his soldiers at us, but we took care of them quickly and efficiently.'

'Good. I take it that he's ready for my arrival then?' Revan asked.

'Yes, my lord.' Darth Volcanus answered. 'Is there anything you want us to do until you arrive?'

'There are a few things.' Revan said. 'Monitor their training, find out how much they know about the ancient Sith, and prepare the academy of our arrival.'

'Our arrival?' Darth Ghasta said. 'You're not bringing Malak, are you?'

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'Unfortunately, I have to. I have to let Malak think he's important, or else he might challenge me before I want him to. And until I find a new apprentice, I need Malak, if only for a figurehead.' Revan said. He turned off the holoprojector, and left his Sith triumvirate to their tasks.

And so, over the next four days, the Sith triumvirate performed the tasks that Revan gave to them. Darth Ghasta used his skill in stealth and his stealth belt to sneak around the academy and spy in the training methods. And each time he saw it, he documented the lack of emotional control he saw in not only the apprentices, but the masters as well.

Darth Entropi spent her time in the library, pouring through the documentation on what was found out in the Valley of the Dark Lords. While she didn't find too much that she didn't already know, the things she didn't know were extremely informative. Especially what she found on Marka Ragnos, the last true Dark Lord of the Sith.

And, to fulfill his task, Darth Volcanus stuck to Jorak Uln like glue. He spent the days informing Jorak of Revan's accomplishments and visions of his Sith Empire, as well as Revan's wishes for the academy.

Four days later, the Sith triumvirate stood in the space port docks, awaiting the arrival of Revan. They had moved the Krayt Dragon into a Sith hanger, so the dock which they originally landed in was clear.

The shuttle that Revan and Malak had used to return to the fleet is what they landed in the space port, and out walked Revan, with Malak in tow. The Sith triumvirate knelt before their master and his apprentice, out of respect for Revan.

'Rise,' Revan said, motioning for his apprentices to stand. The Sith triumvirate stood, and Revan spoke again. 'Is everything ready?'

'Yes, my lord,' Darth Volcanus said. 'The academy is yours. Master Jorak has been informed of your wishes, though he does have questions.'

'Why would he ask questions?' Malak said. 'The orders of the Dark Lord are to be obeyed, not questioned.'

'We don't want stupid Sith, Malak.' Revan said as they walked through Dreshdae. 'We need loyal soldiers if we are going to conquer the galaxy, and you can't have loyalty if your underlings are in the dark about your goals.'

'And they can remain in the dark, for all I care. Our goals can be accomplished through fear and power.' Malak shot back at Revan.

'And that is why I am the Dark Lord, Malak.' Revan said. 'I have earned their respect, and therefore, their loyalty. People would die for me because they believe in me, while they would only die for you because they fear you would kill them.'

'And what's wrong with that?' Malak said, practically growling at his master.

'When you have their loyalty, people will stand by you through anything. But when they fear you, they will defect at the first feasible opportunity.' Revan said. 'Loyalty wins wars, fear loses them. And I intend to win.'

Upon entering the academy, Revan, Malak and the Sith triumvirate watched as everyone in the entrance hall kneeled before them.

'Rise, Master Jorak. My emissaries have told me much about you.' Revan said.

'All good, I hope.' Jorak said.

'Not completely. There are some changes I wish to make around here.' Revan said. 'But we will speak of that later. For now, show me around the academy.'

Two hours later, Revan, Malak, and the Sith triumvirate were shown to the quarters that had been prepared for them, behind the door just off the entrance hall. An extra bed had been brought in, so there were enough places to sleep for all five of them.

'Jorak is too unstable to be useful for long.' Malak said once the doors were closed.

'That's why we need to replace him, and soon. As with intelligent underlings, we need mentally stable Sith to conquer the galaxy.' Revan said, removing his mask. Only his apprentice and his Sith triumvirate were allowed to see his face. If anyone else even attempted to get a peek at his face, they would face the full wrath of the Dark Lord of the Sith.

'For once, we agree.' Malak said, grinning slightly. 'I've seen how worthless soldiers who lose it are in battle during the Mandalorian Wars.'

'I have a potential replacement for him, my lord.' Darth Ghasta said, after removing his mask. 'Jorak's apprentice, Uthar Wynn. He's far more stable than Jorak, quicker on his feet, and has the potential to become far more powerful than Jorak could ever become. He would be a far better master of the academy than Jorak can be.'

'Good.' Revan said. 'Though I trust your instincts, I would like to meet Uthar before I make my decision.'

'Of course, my lord.' Darth Ghasta said, though he knew Revan's answer already. Start grooming for his role immediately.

The next morning, Revan and his group were greeted by Jorak Uln in the entrance hall.

'Good Morning, Lord Revan, I trust you slept well?' Jorak said.

'I do not need sycophants, so stop sucking up to me.' Revan said, waving Jorak away. 'Now, bring me your apprentice. I want to make sure your underlings are worthy of serving me.'

Jorak was about call one of the guards to get Uthar, when Malak stopped him.

'No, Revan told YOU to bring your apprentice to him! Do as you're told, or I'll show you just how worthless you are!' Malak said, in a threatening tone.

Jorak tried looking back at Revan, but was once again stopped by Malak. 'Don't look at him, look at me when I'm talking to you!' Malak shouted. 'He may be the Dark Lord, but I am next in line! And if you want to continue your pitiful existence, I suggest you do as I tell you!'

Revan, who had been watching the whole altercation with his arms crossed across his chest, grinned slightly behind his mask. As brutish as Malak was, sometimes that brutishness was effective, and sometimes needed. Especially when dealing with the remnants of Exar Kun and the Krath. But, eventually, Malak's brutishness would become more of a liability than an asset, and Revan would need to replace him. But, that day was in the future, and having Malak weed out the cowardly underlings would be beneficial for the time being.

A few minutes later, Jorak had brought his apprentice, to the entrance hall. 'This is Uthar Wynn, my apprentice.' Jorak said. Uthar bowed before the Dark Lord and his apprentice, having been told how temperamental Malak was.

'Tell me Uthar,' Revan said, getting right to the point. 'How long have you been Jorak's apprentice?'

'Four years, my lord.' Uthar said. 'Though I have been at this academy for ten.'

'I see.' Revan said. So, he hasn't been corrupted by Exar Kun's foolish teachings. 'Were you ever a Jedi?'

'Not at all, my lord.' Uthar shot back quickly.

'Are you sure? We will not look down on you for being a Jedi prior to coming here. My apprentice, my emissaries and I were all Jedi before becoming Sith.' Revan said.

'Yes, I was a Jedi, long ago.' Uthar admitted. 'But that is not who I am now.'

Revan chuckled. 'I understand completely, Uthar. Just as we have, you have seen the Jedi teachings as they are; flawed.' Revan motioned to the Sith triumvirate. 'Stay here with my emissaries. They have much to discuss with you. Your master will be giving Malak and me a tour of the Valley of the Dark Lords.'

'Of course, my Lord.' Uthar said, bowing before the Dark Lord.

As soon as Revan, Malak and Jorak left, the Sith triumvirate led Uthar to their quarters, and sealed the door behind them.

'I'm sure you're wondering why we brought you here.' Darth Volcanus said.

Uthar nodded.

'Lord Revan wants you to take over the academy before we leave here. You are calm, powerful, intelligent, and quick witted; traits that Lord Revan prizes above all else.' Darth Volcanus said. 'You will make a fine leader of the academy.'

'But there's so much I don't know...' Uthar said, before being cut off by Darth Entropi.

'Once Lord Revan, Lord Malak and my companions leave, I will stay behind and complete your training. You will learn in weeks things that Jorak would make you wait years for.' Darth Entropi said. 'Besides, Jorak Uln is too unstable, and too tainted by Exar Kun's teachings to have any part in Lord Revan's Sith Empire.'

Uthar was about to ask a question, but thought better of it. Darth Volcanus, however, put his fears at ease.

'Ask your question Uthar. Lord Revan prizes thinking Sith over a blindly obedient Sith, and so do we.' Volcanus said.

Uthar looked at Darth Volcanus inquisitively for a moment. This large, brown skinned Sith was strange compared to the Sith he had dealt with in the past decade; he, as well as his companions and the Dark Lord, were calm and well mannered, unlike his master. But, they were fierce in battle, and had an unnatural command of the Dark Side that he had never heard of before. He hadn't been foolish enough to attack the Sith triumvirate when they first arrived, but he saw how powerful they were. And if they followed this 'Revan', then it meant that Revan was more powerful still. And if Revan prized free thinking, then maybe, the Sith could thrive once again.

'What does Lord Revan have against Exar Kun?' Uthar asked, unfamiliar with Exar beyond the obviously biased stories his master told him.

'Exar was a fool. Though powerful and intelligent, Exar Kun was worthless when it came to execution of his plans. All Exar cared about was his own power, instead of the fate of the galaxy.' Darth Ghasta said.

'And Lord Revan is different?' Uthar asked.

'Of course he's different!' Darth Volcanus exclaimed. 'While Lord Revan and Exar share many traits, Lord Revan is different in many ways. Lord Revan isn't blinded by his own selfish desires! He desires peace and strength for the galaxy, under his rule! Never again will the galaxy be as weak as the Republic is!'

'And you truly believe that he can do that?' Uthar said. He was possibly walking on thin ice with his questions, but the Sith triumvirate had told him that wanted him to ask questions, so he was sure that they wouldn't do anything to him, no matter the question.

And his suspicions were correct. 'Revan is the very embodiment of strength and power, and only the strongest should control the galaxy. Through Revan's strength, the galaxy will be stronger, safer and more secure than ever before!' Darth Ghasta said.

Such conviction. They truly believe in him, completely. Uthar thought. And if what these three say is true, Revan might actually succeed where Exar Kun failed! 'All right, I'll do it.' Uthar said.

'Good.' Darth Volcanus said. 'Over the next few days, I will teach you a few techniques you'll need to defeat your master. When everything's all said and done, you will be the embodiment of power at this academy.'

A few days later, as Revan and Malak were about to leave, Uthar Wynn walked up into the entrance hall, with the Sith triumvirate in tow. 'Jorak, I'm here to challenge you for leadership of the academy! You are a weak and insane old fool who doesn't deserve to rule this academy!' Uthar said, holding a new, un-ignited double-bladed lightsaber in his right hand.

Jorak's eyes grew wide when he heard his apprentice. He looked at Revan, then at Uthar, then at Revan again. 'You planned this from the beginning, didn't you?!'

'Of course I did, you fool. I have no use for a cowardly, insane old fool who was tainted by Exar Kun. Now, face your apprentice, and complete his transition!' Revan said in a condescending tone.

Jorak turned to Uthar, and glared at him. 'There's still a great deal about the Dark Side that you don't know, Uthar.' Jorak said, taking the lightsaber from his belt, and igniting it. 'And that lack of knowledge will cost you your life!' Then Jorak charged Uthar.

Uthar easily sidestepped Jorak, and ignited both blades of his double-bladed lightsaber. 'Then enlighten me, master!' Uthar said, with contempt in his voice.

Rage filled Jorak's eyes, and, while it fueled the Dark Side within, also made him clumsy and careless. His attacks were powerful, but unfocused; and when dueling with a lightsaber, focus was a necessity.

'What's the matter, Jorak?' Uthar mocked. 'What happened to the lessons of Exar Kun? Of how power would get you through anything?'

'You little...' Jorak said. 'You will die today!' Jorak raised his hand up, pointing all his fingers at Uthar. Then, energy began crackling at his fingertips. Electricity then flew from his fingertips, directed at his former apprentice.

Uthar was ready, however. He held his hand up, and using the Force, began collecting the energy of the lightning.

That angered Jorak even more. He intensified the lightning, hoping to overwhelm Uthar's concentration, and electrocute him in the process.

But Uthar maintained his concentration, until Jorak finally tired. Having collected a large ball of energy, Uthar sent the Force lightning right back at Jorak. As the electricity coursed through Jorak's body, it dropped him to his knees, and Uthar just glared at the weak fool he was finally seeing Jorak to be.

'I should have never waited this long to challenge you, Jorak.' Uthar said, raising his lightsaber for the final strike.

'Stop.' Revan said. And those words got a look from Uthar, Jorak, and Malak.

'You're showing him mercy? Jorak has shown himself to be as weak as he is cowardly, and you are showing him mercy?' Malak said.

'This is no act of mercy, Malak.' Revan said. 'This is an act of humiliation. He is distained by the Dark Lord, and he was defeated by someone he considers his inferior. If he dies, his humiliation is over. If he lives, he has to live with that humiliation.'

Revan walked up to Jorak, and got right up in his face. 'Get out of here. And if anyone sees you again, or you make trouble for my Sith, you will be killed on sight. Do you understand?'

Jorak just nodded. 'Good.' Revan said. 'Escort him out.' He said, looking straight at Darth Volcanus. Volcanus did so, and Revan looked directly at Uthar.

'You are now the headmaster of this academy. Rule wisely, or you will be disposed of as your former master was.' Revan said. 'Lady Entropi will remain behind, to instruct you in my teachings. She will also show you what you need to know to rule this academy, and help you find an apprentice for yourself.'

'Thank you, my lord.' Uthar said, bowing before Revan. 'I will not disappoint you.'

'I am confident you won't, Uthar. Once Lady Entropi deems you ready, contact me, and I will give you your orders.' Revan said. Then, he and Malak turned, and exited the academy.