Colt chuckled once more, giving the Sith with Blood a flourishing bow, even advancing one step. He'd let them run, yet again.
"You came to my world to run from Slade... I don't condone hostages while on Jakelia, so I introduced you to the politics of my people, Blood... we challenge one another just as much as others," he pointed out, "So flee, again... I look forward to a more fitting reunion," he added. "Until then," he added. Once they were gone, he'd leap onto the nearby roof, and continue about his own business, tonfas deactivating as he went. The Sith had won a victory here, but so too had Colt. The Sith just didn't realize it yet...
((OOC: And with that, I shall exit, stage left, welcome to Sithlore Noffiti, look forward to meeting up again))
