Ferin heard a commotion.
What in-
'Don't move an inch', a feminine voice filled his head.
'I'm sick of you. I'm sick of being beaten around like a toy since my childhood. You think you're all high and mighty. You took away the only thing I loved. He was just a child, Ferin. A baby. But you didn't care. You had him executed. Well I'm tired of being the lower one. It's time for YOU to be the abused abomination.'
Ferin laughed.
"Starlin, dearest sister, what are you possibly going to do? I could kill you right now for treason."
Something pummeled right into him, throwing him through several walls and out into space.
Ferin activated his helmet and snarled at the sight in front of him.
In a massive blazing inferno of color, Starlight trained her yellow eyes on Ferin. She protruded a long purple sword from her sheath. Large metallic wings, like an Angel of Death, arched out of her back.
"Not if I kill you first!", she roared, and streaked through space like a comet coming towards him.
Ferin growled.
"Challenge accepted."