Darth Barnacles grinned, picking up his lightsaber cutlass. it burst to light, giving an eerie glow to the room. Mythos felt something wrong, even as he was falling to sleep. He jumped up as Barnacles slashed. He summoned his blade, his spren speaking in his mind as he exchanged a few blows with Barnacles. Mythos gained ground as he stabbed Darth Barnacles in the chest. Barnacles grinned, "narrator, tell me, do you fear death?" Mythos flinched as Barnacles became more ferocious with his attacks.