Lars sighs, how big would the chance be that you would pick up your enemy who almost murdered you five minutes ago?
"If we have to."
he mumbles, he didn't agree with it, he'd rather just fly away, maybe come back later to shoot him a couple time, then burn his body and dance on his ashes, but...
"Do we really need to pick him up? I mean... this isn't my ship but..." he says, not sure how to end it.
He was the person that destroyed his life, almost killed him and left him to die.
He still didn't know if he should hate him, but he knew he'd never be friends with him.
How could a Sith...
"Experienced pilot, I see," he says, after seeing her take off.
"So, family problems, I guess?" he says in response.
He couldn't really have family problems as he lost contact with his family since he joined the Sith.
He didn't even know if they were still alive, they could be dead already.
But...
"Not really, it was just a joke but I'll hold them then." he says. "I'm not really the best at medical expertise, but it will be hard. I got hit in my rightfoot and- and stabbed in my breast." he stuttered for a moment, still amazed he got defeated by a non-Jedi or Sith.
While Lars is slowly crawling to the cargo, he still thinks if he should hate or thak him. He got wounded, stabbed when he was unarmed, and now left to die, but he showed him his past and showed him the light side.
After his defeat he felt a light feeling inside himself. As the man walked away, he decided to stay silent. He didn't know if he should hate him for stabbing him while he was unarmed, or thank him for showing him the light. He just laid there, watching him leave, no anger and no happiness.
Lars was now lying on the ground, with a small trail of smoke, wound in his right-foot and a hole in his chet. He slowly turns to lay on his front and puts his arm in front of him, dragging himself forward. He doesn't even pay attention to where he is going, he just had to get away. He knows his...
His opponent tries to hit his saber away, but hits his hilt instead. This makes a wound in Lars' hand and his lightsaber broken. Now hes weaponless, laying on the ground without being able to flee. "Kill me." he says. "Join the Dark Side, kill me."
As the guy starts running at Lars, he quickly grabbed his weapon and ignited it while laying on the ground, holding it in front of himself vertically. Now he's just hoping for the best, so he can walk away with a head in his hand.
Lars sensed the lightsaber coming so he leaped up, but because of his recent injury with the force lightning he couldn't leap high enough, making a scream of pain when the lightsaber hits his right foot.
"I'm not sure you were a sith, just walking away from a fight!" he yells while standing up and grabbing the lightsaber with the force. He runs towards the guy and activates the lightsaber. He swings it up and tries to hit him while he swings it down.
While trying to hit the guy, he uses force lightning, making him fall to the ground with his lightsaber deactivated. Now hes lying in the sand while his lightsaber is 5 meters away, with some smoke coming off him.
As the guy tries to push him back, he got hit, giving Lars more confidence. Lars leaps towards the guy with his lightsaber in front of him, hoping to hit him in mid-air.
"Something evil, you say? What if I told you the Jedi are the traitors, just like you!" he says. As the guy tries to slice him in half, he puts his lightsaber horizontally at his side, making the lightsabers hit each other. He tries to force-push the person away.
"You don't wanna start a fight with a sith." he mumbled, when the guy took out a lightsaber. He was making himself ready for a battle, if one would start. "I'll give you your head if you don't put that lightsaber down, boy!"