Denzral stared at the temple up ahead then looked to the Others. "That is not the temple." He stated simply. "It is a trap. Probably filled with nasty suprises and a kaiber crystal to attract unsuspecting Jedi. It is simply a fake. There is one..." Denzral's eyes suddenly unfocussed... "way..." His mind tried to seperated the energies around him. Too many. Conflicting. Overlapping. Denzrals eyes snapped into focus, his irisis' slowly turning amber as he played with the dark energies. They surrounded him. Accepted him. Welcomed him and in turn gave him something. He finally found the temple and activated its echoes. He smiled as a wirlwind created by the dark energy surrounded him. Denzral lifted an arm and rised a palm, while his cloak billowed in the dark storm he released a bursed of Force energy in a direction that deviated to their path. It activated a kaiber crystal in the real temple while he crushing the fake with his mind. He then lowered his palm. The wind-storm took on a black form a sucked inwards into him. Denzral's smile became sinister as his newly aquired amber eyes refocussed on his witnesses. The dark-side energy surrounded him.
*Well, it's actually a tomb, not a temple.*
After the Jedi and the Mandalorians took some rest, they figured there was no real plan to build up, this was one of those 'everything or nothing' situations. And they chose everything.
"We're heading straight for the Tomb," Jel-Kor called out, breaking the surprising silence caused by the staring Jedi and Mandalorians into Denzral's direction, and ignoring it. "The real one this time. Brace yourselves, people. This is gonna' be real tough. Let's move." He said, as he waited for the group to move away and then turned towards Denzral. He approached the Jedi Master as close as being face-to-face. And then he whispered, in a surprisingly serious, oppressive voice: "Don't EVER do that again."
Jel-Kor, astonished, flashed away, backwards, in a succesful attempt to evade the sudden attack. He didn't understand how could've this happened so easily... and quickly. He ignited his green lightsaber.
"Don't do this, Denzral! You are a Jedi! Get hold of yourself! You can't let the energies control you!"
"Stay away!" Denzral pleaded as he launched himself at his fellow Jedi Master. "Please!" He swung his blade in a wide arc and twisted his wrist to tilt the blue blades path as it burned its way through the air. The just when he sensed that Jel-Kor was going to do something, he spun away from him and sent a blast of Force lightening at the Jedi.
Reki stopped and watched in horror. "Oh my god... Master Jel-Kor please back away from him!" She drew her saber and tried to get Denzral to look into her eyes. Maybe he'd calm down, after all he saw his apprentice in her, right? It was a stupid idea but if it failed they'd have no chance against this master.
Denzral finished the lightning-arc with a Force push against Jel-Kor. The Jedi Master had the fore knoledge of having studied the Dark Side. Being one of the few Jedi to ever claim to have done it. He back flipped over Rekki's head, and began rotating his blade in one hand when he landed to confront the potential threat he had sensed. He did not look at her, his amber-ish pupils looked through her. "Run." Denzral repeated, fainter. He acted to swing his glowing blade upon Reki but instead delivered a Force punch without the physical connection. Her body was flung a few meters to the right and landed beside a Mandolorian, purely shaken but undamaged. Denzral then had to bring his blade around to parry a few strikes by...
... Jel-Kor, who stood up from the Force-push. He was striking the Master fearlessly, sending blow after blow, taking advantage of his second-taking distraction with Reki... But he was not aiming for the kill. Eventually, Jel-kor disarmed Denzral and knocked him away, hitting him once, in the forehad, with the silver hilt of his blade.
Denzral was aware through the Force of everything that was around him. He understood what Jel-Kor and Reki were saying, though he heard no words.
***
"The Dark-side is strong, but that is simply the users point of view. The Dark-side is simply accessed by the emotions that are easier to assume. I speak of anger, hatred, fear, jealousy and despair. These emotions come easily to us and as such allow us to tap the depths of the Force that should not be reached so easily and will lead you down a dark path. Where-as love, joy and other emotions of those type are much more difficult to attain, they produce a far greater effect and will not lead down the dark path. We are taught to remain passive, to not develope love for our kindred. I fear that it will undo us in the end. The Sith Wars may be over but I forsaw a distant future where another darkness will spread across this galaxy and in the end, it will destroy every everything we have fought to protect, the Republic. We will cease to exist. I also think that the coming of the chosen one profetized centuries ago will take place then." - Jedi Master Denzral Vassisk, addressing the the council just after the end of the Sith Wars.
david stood still, in front of denzral, glaring into his eyes. he flexed his hands. he murmured just loud enough for everyone to hear. "enough..." he picked denzral off of the ground with the force, and seperated the dark energy, focusing it into a sphere. "you were foolish to take the energy in." he used the force to throw the energy into the forest, where it seeped into the ground. he turned back to denzral and his expression changed to a glare. "you are no master." he dropped denzral and walked over to jel-kor and reki.