The mist enveloped him, and he could feel it try to reach into his body. His skin grew dry and cracked, he felt on fire but frozen at the same time. He could hardly breath. But the engine started up. He didn't wait to see if Jax would leave without him, he jumped in, falling to the floor. With his free leg, he kicked the shut door button, and the mist exploded into the ship just as it closed. The air reclaimers quickly dissipated the mist outside.<br/><br/>Jax pulled up and out of the atmosphere. From a distance, they watched as the planet, Dathomir, was enveloped with shadow and lighting. Any view of the surface, through a break in the black mist, was enveloped in fire. Dren breathed out. He could feel every bit of life force draining from the planet. Every creature that lived on the planet was screaming for their lives, then going quiet. He could ever hear the cries of people, small towns that were on the surface, also vanishing with a wail. His gut sickened. Who could do something like this?<br/><br/>Did Aeris warn him? Was it her voice, or simply instinct? Or was it something more? He didn't know. He hardly noticed when Jax had asked where to head. Dren couldn't even think of that. He just wanted to curl into a ball to get the sickened feeling out of his gut as he heard more and more cries.<br/><br/>Then it was over. The force, what was filled with horror moments ago, now fell silent. Everything was gone, an entire planet wiped from existence. All that was left was the rock they once called home. He wasn't even sure if the planet was breathable anymore. His stomach was sick at the thought of it all. He swallowed hard, and knew he had to do something. He was responsible for letting out this Sith. He had to act. Though he wasn't sure what his motivation was--if it was to stop this Sith, or to try and save Aeris--if she was truly able to be saved.<br/><br/>He turned to Jax, now only the hum of the engine and the whirl of the electronics around him could be heard. Dren swallowed hard. He thought for a moment. Perhaps he could go to the Jedi council and warn them. The problem was, they were at the outreaches of the galaxy. It would possibly take too long to get there. No, he thought of the woman in his visions. The one that looked like Aeris, but not exactly. She reminded him of a great battle between the Sith and Jedi, many eons ago. How was she connected to this Sith? He would need to find the answers somewhere.<br/><br/>Turning to Jax, he told him, "plot a course for Hoth." Hoth was once a remote planet, known for a great battle many many years ago. However, since then, the remote planet has not become so remote. Mining began, and with it came cities. Despite the cold temperatures, the population grew, but mostly underground with a few pockets of cities forming above ground. "It's close by, and there's a newly formed Jedi temple. With the libraries we can maybe determine where this Sith is headed next. I just need to know, are you with me or no? Do I need to watch my back with you? Are you going to help me stop him?" He waited for Jax to reply, noting that he didn't leave Dren to die on the planet.<br/><br/>While Jax punched in the coordinates and did the calculations, Dren closed his eyes, trying to feel out with the force. He wasn't sure who's side she was on, and they probably already jumped to hyperspeed. Also, he was never good at this, but he wanted to try. He reached out, and spoke with his mind.<span style="font-style: italic">Aeris, if you can hear this, and if you're still on our side,</span>he paused for a second. Was he about to make a grave mistake? He wasn't sure.<span style="font-style: italic">If you find a way to escape, we're heading to Hoth, to the Jedi Temple.</span>