Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-35057921-20181126150247/@comment-29646689-20181127005203

GA senses a ripple in the Force. A ripple of Chaos. The several Emperor's Royal Guards, as well as a couple of officers on the command bridge, senses it too and quickly turn to face the new threat.

Out of the Grand Admiral's metal hands comes a pair of bloodred plasma blades connected to hilts. The two hilts join into one, creating a dual bladed weapon.

[GA] And at last you have fallen for my trap.

[GA] Engineering, you may dispense when ready.

Out of the air vents comes corrosive gas. The few officers, the Royal Guards, and GA as well as the interior is designed to resist this corrosive gas.

And all the Royal Guards draw their yellow lightsabers at once.