Lightyears away the Punisher, still orbited the devastated world of Tatooine. Deep in the heart of the destroyer, Shimraa the Supreme Overlord of the Yuuzhan Vong had ordered to massacre at least one million of prisoners in order to offer their deaths to the Gods. For Elegaie it had been monstrous a wave of pain and sufferment had hit him, Igoru on the other hand had rejoiced. Garth had been too busy probing the ship and finding the most strange corners of the ship to hide and Scathane, too had felt death and pain, but Elegaie could not tell if it was from the general mood of the mission or if the man was Force-sensitive. "Okay, this bae is pretty big, I assume you may want the general tour but that will cost too much, and for once the Alliance nor the Empire chose to buy us tickets with all the tours etc," Garth tried to bring some levity to the sitation. "The information rooms, Garth." "Yes, Master." "Why the hurry, Caamasi? I'd like to see the warriors and the ceremonies. Understand the enemy." Igoru smiled wolfishly. "The information first, then you can stay here, and watch all you want." Elegaie replied. "You are no, fun, sure the Emp killed your world but you don't have to be like that to me..." "Are we going or not?" Scathane asked trying to distract Igoru and Elegaie. "Yes, certainly." "You won't find him here, he is going to another place to a graveyard." Igoru teased Elegaie. "The Force is alive, it binds all things, Iulan is bound to me. He will come. Or I will go." "Or I." Igoru snapped. "AndI will delightmyself in teachign him." Igoru then walked ahead of the group, dressed in some warrior clothing and wearing a mask designed to fool the Yuuzhan Vong he would walk like any other warrior in the ship. Eleagie and the others had fake coral implants to simulate their rank of slaves.