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The dueling ring was just for show. Nobody was really watching, except maybe a few acolytes or Marquette who had nothing better to do than watch Gienn teach his apprentice a very hard lesson.
He stepped out toward the center of the ring, awaiting Philli'p. His lightsaber had been turned on it's lowest setting, not out of pity or empathy. No, it was a pack of respect. To be hurt be a Sith, both mentally and physically, was a privilege. Such a taste of the power of the Dark Side was not for just anyone. This one had to be deserving. Of course Gienn would not allow his opponent any relief, otherwise he would learn nothing.
No darts, no lightning, just the basics today. That was all Gienn needed most of the time anyway. The familiar snap-hiss sounded in his ears, basking his brain in the glow of power.
He stepped out toward the center of the ring, awaiting Philli'p. His lightsaber had been turned on it's lowest setting, not out of pity or empathy. No, it was a pack of respect. To be hurt be a Sith, both mentally and physically, was a privilege. Such a taste of the power of the Dark Side was not for just anyone. This one had to be deserving. Of course Gienn would not allow his opponent any relief, otherwise he would learn nothing.
No darts, no lightning, just the basics today. That was all Gienn needed most of the time anyway. The familiar snap-hiss sounded in his ears, basking his brain in the glow of power.