"My name is Verosha Aniseya," The female Sith called out. "And I need your guidance."

'My name... Aniseya... guidance...

Her voice echoed back to her through the multiple entryways of the witch's coven, the courtyard deserted beside Osha and Qimir. It was abandoned, just like many others that she and Qimir had found before.

For weeks, she and her new Sith master and partner, Qimir, have been traveling from planet to planet in search of a witch's coven. They've followed every lead, searched through ancient ruins, and gone undercover in what they had believed to be a coven of witches. So far, no leads have been made.

It was the same with this one on a deserted planet far away from any civilization. The citadel wasn't detectable through their ancient raggedy map or any of the updated holomaps. They trust in the Force, or, at least let it guide them through their journey.

And when they entered the citadel through, they saw nothing out of the ordinary. No current human or humanoid contact in the fortress. No sign of life or a noise of the living inside the dark domain. All of it... empty, so, so empty.

But Osha sensed there was something further inside. Something dark and living was underneath them, she was sure of it.

"Osha, we should go," Qimir called out from a distance. He was leaning against the statue, arms crossed over his chest as he looked at his partner and acolyte. "You're just not ready to face them. Yet."

Osha's lips twitched as she glared at Qimir. Anger filled the air, she could sense that whatever or whoever was hiding was everywhere but nowhere at once. She could feel that they were close by but where? Where were they? How can they hide from her and Qimir?

"I said I am Verosha Aniseya!" Osha yelled out once more, her lightsaber sparked with life as she ignited it at once. "And I will be heard!"

At once, the ground below her shook, making her stumble backward. She didn't need to say more when the ground opened and revealed you from below, deep down in the hidden stairways, looking up.