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Tendr’sh could only stop and stare as his opponent dropped out of the way of his telekinetic blast, her thin body whistling through the air, as it slid across the ground, and sailed past his left flank harmlessly. Tendr’sh let out a hefty grunt, shaking a growth of thorns into his left fist...

Tendr’sh watched as the young sith lunged from where she was standing with force-enhanced speed, the small pebbles, created by the falling rubble, bouncing off her armour helplessly, at most hopefully bruising her legs, but nothing that would majorly injure her. The teen seemed to bounce from...

Tendr’sh took a step back as a telekinetic blast erupted from his opponent’s concealed hands, his grip on her faltering and the rubble he had sent towards her being flung out of the way, shattering into countless pieces as it collided with the floor. He could see a small object being thrown...

Tendr’sh had felt a tinge in the back of his mind, a calm breeze in the harrowing storm of concentration which trembled throughout his body. This ripple in the force was a change, a change to his opponent’s stance. Understanding that it was most likely an attack, he knew that he must position...

The opposing Sith did not follow his invitation to dance, her stance remaining still as she readied herself and her weapons for battle. Letting go of his saber with his left hand, letting it drop to his side, his right still clutching onto it intently, he brought his newly freed hand up to...

Blood lay on the marbled tiles, pooled at his feet and swirling slowly around the lifeless corpses of Jedi Consulars killed in the attack on the Ossus Library. They had come here to learn, to gain knowledge; all they had discovered was what it felt to die an unhappy death. And that made Tendr’sh...

Tendr’sh stepped into the ring, the fence igniting behind him, as the two were sectioned off from the outside world for the duration of their fight. He wore his regular leather sash across his torso, with his emerald green lightsaber in his right hand, waiting for the ignition to be depressed...