Two guards watched from afar, perched in trees. "I heard it was Korsis." "That asshat is back [i]again[/i]?" "From what I've he-" The guard stopped and looked down at his chest. A bright red blade protruded from it. "Yes... I'm back." The remaining guard turned in shock and fear as he saw his friend drop to the ground, dead. Before he could say anything, his head fell in a single swipe from Korsis' blade. He let out a small chuckle as he deactivated his saber, jumped down, and approached the site of the funeral.