What the kriff did you just skrogging say about me, you little Schutta? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Sith Lords, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the Jedi Order, and I have over 300 confirmed jedi kills. I am trained in Sith sorcery and I’m the top duellist in the entire Banite order. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the kark out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this galaxy, mark my kriffing words. You think you can get away with saying that fodder to me over the Holonet? Think again, sleemo. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the core worlds and your transmitting location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re farkled kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my sith lightning. Not only am I extensively trained in lightsaber combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Confederate Navy and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable pooder off the face of the galaxy, you little fodder. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your skrogging tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you sithspitten idiot. I will unleash unlimited power all over you and you will drown in it. You’re farkling dead, kiddo.