Ryhhhks began quickly fluttering through the air, called by the expanding field of hatred and rage. Jeseth's eyes glazed over, his already massive pupils taking in his whole eye. Static quickly charged through the air before him, sparking at his finger tips. A look of pain came across his face he chanelled all his destructive emotions through his body, tempering them with his mind. A single Rhhhk fell to the floor in a blackened crisp heap, a stream of lightening following down from Jeseth's hand, glow a pale blue. It died away, the rest of the birds landing upon him.

Cracking bones were heard as the creatures gave off a shrill cry, then fell to the floor beside their companion, dead.

This is the true nature of the Force...

Jeseth examined the Rhhhk that had been burned, noticing that it was indeed still alive. His boot came down upon it's head, crushing it's skull. He continued to walk onward, back toward's the castle.