Avare Trucido vs. Sakiharu Dir Kurota

[Rev]

Taking in a deep breath he watched as the Sith backed up to the edge of the platform. Sakiharu's tricks wouldn't fool him, it was bait to get him to go closer to the water. Thinking while in the safety of the Selkath laws he thought up a plan, it might just work, though if it didn't the outcome would be deadly.

Still within the safety of the room he enriched his senses and Force powers with Force Enlightenment. Feeling his Speed, Valor, and Shield increase beyond its own abilities thanks to the advanced lightside technique he charged out at the Sith. Igniting his lightsaber halfway to the target he reached out with his left hand and called upon the Force for what he hoped his last time. The result of the calling was a cyclone forming at Sakiharu's feet. That cyclone spun rapidly, the Force power was that of Whirlwind. Hoping the attack would work Avare' lept and swung his saber at the Sith's chest, not wanting to miss due to going for a small target. If the Sith somehow escaped the whirlwind Avare' was going to go off the platform.

 

[Michael Vereaux]

Sakiharu, with the use of Force Sight as it were, could see the Force working around Avare, his use of it shown to Sakiharu. Though he could see the energy of the Force itself seem to be used by Avare, he could not know what it was that he was doing. Finding that annoying, Sakiharu began to increase his own functions with the use of the Force, increasing his strength and speed. He ignited his blade once again, preparing to attack him but then something happened. Avare's Force Whirlwind caught him off guard but he'd soon adjust. The man was trying to make an attack that would try to end this battle with a swing at his chest.

This was even more troublesome to Sakiharu. The increased power of Avare was going to be a problem so increasing his even more to almost reaching the very limits of what he could do, he did the only thing he could do. Use Avare's own power against him. Like in Juyo in using the own power of the foe against him, he used Force Push on himself at the last second toward the water to get him out of the wind tha Avare used. At that same moment, Sakiharu was turned toward Avare, leaping forward suddenly. They were very close to each other now and Sakiharu couldn't help to block his attack in time.

So, using the Force to leap at Avare with all the leg muscles he had, along with using the energy and force of the wind Avare had used, he leaped toward Avare in a very close jump at him, bringing his left knee up to jab Avare in the left part of his chest. The attack was fueled with not only his own physical power but the power of the Force Leap, his Force increased body and the power of the Whirlwind still in motion. If the attack hit, Avare would have quiet a few ribs broken as well as some internal bleeding at the very least and if the attack went very well, Avare might have the entire cage broken to bits. If the attack didn't work for some reason from the very close attack...then Sakiharu wasn't going to be in a very good position.

 

[Rev]

Watching Sakiharu leap back surprised the Jedi Knight, though the attack continued as planned. Unsure of how the Sith got going back towards him with nothing to press off of he swung only to get his blade black. Then came the knee, and what power it held. Luckily the Force Shield the Enlightenment had taken the blunt of the hit. Knocking the wind out of him momentariy and possibly bruising a few of his ribs in the process he knew they hadn't snapped as he hadn't heard the sound of them. Though that also didn't rule out internal bleeding. It was the knee that saved him from going off the edge of the platform though and back towards the ledge. Watching his surroundings pass at each side he brought his open left hand out and took hold of hte edge of the platform. Quickly pulling himself to the edge with the use of a minor Force leap, which shot him a few feet passed the platform and onto the ground. Hunching over he held his right ribcage and looked up at the Sith. He wasn't sure what was to happen now, but Avare' seemed in a far worse condition than Sakiharu.

 

[Michael Vereaux]

Once the attack had hit, Sakiharu was breathing a bit heavily now, going into a roll on he ground and staying there, his body turned toward Avare but on his right knee, his left arm on top of his left knee. Sakiharu could feel the sweat on his face and frankly, he was enjoying this battle. Avare might have more energy than Sakiharu but he certainly had the worst of the wounds. Continuing to suck in air and blow it out in heavy gusts, he was trying to get his breathing back into a steady beat of breaths so that he could better use what energy he has left. At the same time, he wondered if Avare could even continue. The match had been good and he wouldn't forget it any time soon. Wondering over that, he waited silently to what Avare was going to do now. Healing the wounds would help but that would expel a vast amount of energy to heal any internal bleeding. But pushing those thoughts out of his head, he just wanted to see know what Avare would do.

(Sorry for the late post >.> A little busy.)

 

[Rev]

Seeing Sakiharu on the platform as well Avare' stood up as straight as he could, which wasn't very straight. He was slightly hunched over from the throbbing in his ribs giving the Sith a simple nod, he reactivated his lightsaber. Charging at the heavily breathing Sakiharu, Avare' swung at the Sith's right shoulder, then his left shoulder with magnificent speed, he was nearly a blur. Leaping into the air he let off a muffle grunt, and attacked the Sith's collarbone whilst in midair, the ribs were beginning to form a problem. His mobility had greatly decreased thanks to the impact the Sith's knee gave the young Knight. Falling 5 feet behind the Sith he turned on his heels to face his opponent, gripping his side gently. If the attack wasn't a success there could of been negative consequences.

 

[Michael Vereaux]

Standing up along with Avare, Sakiharu ignited his own lightsaber. Expended of energy, he may be but he still had enough to give the last few moments a good time. Avare's actions some what surprised him, blocking the first two strikes with Djem So blocks. His speed was greater than what he had thought it would be considering the internal bleeding and rib cage at least broken somewhere or cracked. 'Surely he can't keep this up,' he thought to himself. Sakiharu kept his speed, moving as fast or fast enough to block Avare's attacks before parrying the attack made for the collarbone. If Avare had studyed Ataru, he might have become a very good user at it but considering that after seeing him time and again that it was not really a form of his, Sakiharu jumped a split second before Avare landed behind him, jumping behind Avare by fliping backwards, attempting a stab at Avare's right shoulder.

 

[Rev]

Rolling forwards he groaned once more, that wasn't the best move he could've done. Though he didn't have a lightsaber hole in his shoulder so it was better than he had thought. Coughing he examined his now blood covered hand and smirked, it was about time to call the match over. Disengaging the lightsaber he gave the Sith a subtle bow.

"As much as I hate to do this, I must forfeit. You have defeated me Sith."

He clipped the lightsaber to his belt and called upon the Force to heal his wounds, expending much of his energy doing so, but the pain relenquished.

 

[Michael Vereaux]

Exhausted as he was a minute ago, Sakiharu landed on the ground and took up his opening stance of Sairento, about to attack Avare until he spoke. Slightly surprised and laughing slightly, he turned off his own lightsaber, clipping it onto his belt. The match was good and he liked it very much. Sad that it had to end here. Bowing again as he did at the beginning of their match, his eyes not leaving Avare, he rose again, watching Avare. "We should fight again some time, Avare," he said to him as he healed his wounds. Now that Sakiharu was the winner of this match, he wondered who his next enemy would be in this tournament.

 

[Rev]

Avare' smirked and picked up his cloak sliding it back over his body and pulling the hood up. Not many of the Selkath were fond of Jedi, or Sith for that matter, though the Selkath werent friendly to anyone but Selkath. Giving Sakiharu a simple nod at the statement.

"Yes, I sense we will meet again, though we are rivaling factions."

With that he started heading towards the exit of the platform, into the corridor where both men had stood to bait the other inside.

"Goodluck Sakiharu, I sense you will need more than the Force in this tournament."

 

[Michael Vereaux]

With that, Sakiharu nodded, watching Avare go by and to the exit of the plateform. In truth, he would need more than the Force if he was going to win this tournament. The people that were at his level of skill or near it, he wasn't that much worried about them. It was those that were far above like the Jedi Master and that Khavaal here. Though one of them were going to be going further into this tournament since they are fighting against each other, Sakiharu wondered which one would go up in the ranks. Actually...now that he was thinking about the ranks, he wondered who he was going up against. He hasn't found out the name yet but he would soon enough. 'Now I just need to wait for this blindness to disappear,' he thought to himself, still having to use Force Sight just to see. It would wear off in time much before the next match.

 

[Dexington]

Sak wins