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Anima's attention as he pulled himself back up was on the Twi'lek, who had begun gathering energy about himself in preparation for... what? He waited and an answer was given as he felt his body begin to feel queasy. An effective attack, in its own way. It affected the physical, yes, but it was also something that required mental vulnerability - without that mental aspect, the effects weren't as strong as they would be otherwise. And Anima's mind was strong. He concentrated on regulating his body, forcing it back to normality as he moved back. The dizziness faded, the nausea soon after... but he'd left himself open for the second attack, the telekinetic force colliding with him.
He had no choice, then. He used three short bursts to re-direct himself in the air, landing in the center of the room on one foot, the other touching down seconds after as he gathered himself, shoulders sagging a bit. Part of his charade was too much now, as he loosened the hold on his sense of 'presence'. No longer was it just a 'fringe' feeling, it was the full-blown entirety of his presence. And as the acolytes might've assumed already, he was more than he had seemed at first.
He spoke, his voice still impassive as it had been since he'd ushered his challenge. "Good... but keep trying, if you wish to know why you're marked for death." That part of his charade would continue, until the moment he chose to end it or they realized the true intent.
He had no choice, then. He used three short bursts to re-direct himself in the air, landing in the center of the room on one foot, the other touching down seconds after as he gathered himself, shoulders sagging a bit. Part of his charade was too much now, as he loosened the hold on his sense of 'presence'. No longer was it just a 'fringe' feeling, it was the full-blown entirety of his presence. And as the acolytes might've assumed already, he was more than he had seemed at first.
He spoke, his voice still impassive as it had been since he'd ushered his challenge. "Good... but keep trying, if you wish to know why you're marked for death." That part of his charade would continue, until the moment he chose to end it or they realized the true intent.