As commanded, Tyr had presented himself at the spaceport where a contingent of troops loyal to Darth Malgus awaited him. He knew the exact moment that it had begun. A tsunami of anger and fear had threatened to topple him, his fractured mind seeming to split and expand, threatening to break into a thousand fragments. It was a familiar feeling, he'd experienced this before. Then he had lost control, but this time he managed to hold on, barely...
(( Moving to EA, as per Dapper ))