She doesn't waste time, her 'saber suddenly in her hand, the vibrosword tossed to her off hand, and she reaches for the Force and pushes at Zash as she lunges for the other woman's back with both weapons.

Zash manages to twist out of the way and escapes with only a gash.

Elleira cuts off the lightning when it might hit Ira.

"You would betray me? I gave you everything you have. I built you."

"I am not your toy. You wanted me only for yourself. I owe you nothing."

She darts to one side, keeping herself low, vibrosword swept back, lightsabre ahead of her in a guard position. She's waiting, because this is Elleira's kill, but she'll help to make sure that Elleira is the one to triumph.

"So be it, then." She pulls one hand back, power beginning to crackle around it.

And Khem charges in with a bellow, slamming into her upraised hand and knocking her down. He staggers back, a smoking hole gouged into his chest.

Elleira renews her electric assault, pushing forward step by step.

Zash withers beneath the attack, sprawled across the floor, smooth face melting away, revealing a pitted and scarred visage.

"Nooo," she moans, breathed pained. "Not... like... this."

"Yes," says Elleira, stopping in front of her. "Exactly like this." And with one fluid motion she cuts her master's head off.

She watches, mostly impassive, but with a vicious glee bubbling under the surface. (She remembers killing her own Master.)

HK-24 has fallen back to beside her now that its combat capabilities seem unlikely to be required.

She stands over the body, breathing heavily.

"You hardly needed my assistance at all."

"She wasn't ready. Wasn't expecting this, now. I wouldn't have done it, if you weren't here."

"Opportunity is everything," she agrees. "So what now, for you?"

"I don't know."

"Would you mind a piece of advice from someone's who's been there?"

"Fine."

"Consolidate your power. Make yourself a force to be reckoned with. But not one that the Dark Council might consider a threat."

"I have two ships, a pirate, a Dashade, and at least one Councilor who destests Zash and anything to do with her."

"...Well. At least I didn't inherit any feuds I suppose." Considers. "I meant it when I said you had an ally in me if you wanted one."

"That would be useful. Do you have a base?"

She considers Elleira thoughtfully. "Yes. Fairly out of the way. And most people have realised that turning up uninvited is very bad for their continued existence. It won't keep a Councillor away, but it will give his lackeys pause for thought."

"If you took me in, I would be- grateful."