"NOW! THAT is the power of the Dark Side. Your feeble powers and skills are no match for mine. There's no way to run. I feel your hate swelling inside you. And your fear....... give in to your feelings and join us. Kuylen is your Master now.
Join us... or ... be... destroyed" Quam speaks with contained but clearly noticeable fury. His body looks ready to attack, it's all or nothing for the young Jedi.
The Jedicode! They lied! There IS emotion! There IS death!
Before he knew what happened, Yerssot fell on his knees as if he was forced by a mystical energy field...
He looked at the sabre Lance gave him...Lance... the Jedicode...
The young knight felt the hate flowing, he couldn't keep it together, he ripped the decorations off the sabre, together with all they symbolised, the code, the two missions, the pain, the sacrifices...
He was ready... ready to show those liars! Those so-called Jedi that didn't helped him when he was facing Quam...
Yerssot threw away the ring he had...
At the same time, on Coruscant, A'Shared Hett woke up and let out a big scream, his best friend took a wrong turn on the crossroad...
Quam puts one of his sabres back in its hilt, stretches out his hands and uses the Force to make yerss's sabre fly into his hand. Yerss is no longer resisting. Quam checks out the sabre briefly and then puts it out of sight under his cloak.
"Come, young Dark Jedi, come and meet your new Master. We';re about to learn the Mysteries of the Sith and we can use your help."