Battle of Empress Teta - Forest

[Mars]

Empress Teta Temple Grounds, 1300 Hours

The Sith have infiltrated the Deep Core.

Using information ripped from the captured Councilor's, Ebberla Daw's, mind, the Sith have managed to sneak a sizeable attack force past GA defenses and to Empress Teta. The planet is home to one of the Jedi's main training temples and many of the Jedi here are among their most talented with the Force. Sith Grand Instructor Darth Inanio leads an assault through the forests of the temple, bringing the fight to the serene area around it.

FORCES:

Alliance: Gaba and DT

Imperial: BN and Radiwalker

POSTING ORDER:
- BN
- Radiwalker
- GABA
- DT

 

[Black Noise]

Inanio strong through the Forrests of Empress Teta, headed directly for the Jedi Temple there. He had wasted no time in drawing out two of his sabres and tossing his eyepatch to the side. Turning to**Drenn Kerstasus, Inanio grunted at the fact that his cybernetic eye pointed out the physical weaknesses of the Togruta. Naturally the eye pointed out nothing through the Force, but physical weaknesses were just as helpful as mental.*

Nodding to the Crusader, Inanio began gathering the Force to himself. He could sense the impending arrival of the resistance, they would be cut down. Barking an order, they continued on.
"Spread out, seek out Galactic Alliance soldiers and avoid confrontation with Jedi. Leave them to us."

There wasn't much 'fluff' in Inanio's mind. He didn't think of the death of Jedi that was soon to follow, he didn't think of troop numbers and sizes, he didn't even think on whether or not the Crusader beside him would survive or not. All that floated around Inanio's mind was battle plans and the Force. All else had been purged for the coming fight. He was prepared.

 

[Radiwalker]

Drenn was following behind the grand instructor. His hood over his head and his cloack wrapped around him, concealing his body and hands. Underneath the cloack he was wearing a durasteel chest armor piece, a shoulder pad and a black battlesuit. His long, slim and light, lightsaber hilt was tightly gripped in his right hand, while the fingers of his left hand twitched. He was ready and eager to fight the jedi.

He had trained hard, learned much and gained a lot of power, all thanks to the empire. Now it was time to pay some of that back, by aiding in raid against the jedi temple on Empress Teta. It hadn`t been too hard to get there, because of the information the sith had taken from a captured councilor`s mind. The jedi should have been more cautious, but now it was too late.

Drenn noticed Inanio eyeing him, then giving out orders to the troops. The togruta realised that battle was near. He threw away his cloack and activated his senses, both force driven and not. The togruta was honored that he was put in one team with the grand instructor. He hadn`t met the person prior to this, but now they would have to work together in bringing down any jedi foes that come at them.

It was a moment for the crusader to show his worth and evaluate himself in a battle against jedi of high rank, he had been looking forward to such an experience for a long time and now it was within his grasp. He had spent his time in the shuttle to meditate, both his mind and body were ready for the encounter and he could feel the force was on his side. He was prepared.

 

[GABA]

Sirens had screamed through the temple and radiated into Empress Teta’s lush forest, but the disturbance in the Force was felt well before any ships appeared.

Desta Waal had looked to the sky, Imperial ships had caste their shadows upon the Jedi Temple and it was more than what she and the Jedi feared. The Sith have brought the war to their doorstep once more. It was first the Will of the Force, then their temple on Coruscant, and now they attacked again, but she like so many others were ready, to defend and fight those who continued to reap their havoc. There wasn’t going to be any more idling, they couldn’t afford it.

The Jedi quickly made her way outside. With her were a spare number of troops in order to set a parameter around the temple grounds as well as Jedi Knight Dario to aide her. The Force swept through the Jedi Master, calming nerves, focusing her mind, preparing herself for a battle that lay within meters from them.

There was an unmistakable ooze of darkness that begun twisting itself with in the light that marched. Desta paused, her senses flaring to life, and lifted her left hand giving a mixture of hand signals. The two Jedi were left to themselves. The hilt of her lightsaber snapped to her fingers in her right hand, her other hilt still remained on her standard utility belt.

“Ready for this kid?” she asked the Jedi Knight standing beside her, her lightsaber ignited with the unmistakable snap-hiss, its blue blade gave the Jedi Master a blue hue to her clothing and skin tone.

 

[DeathToll]

Be it by a lack in faith or a resurgence of a believer's impending doom, there seemed to be no escape from the evil that plagued his existence. Like a wave crashing over his sinking heart, Tris felt that all too familiar taint break into awareness. It hit him like the day he'd stood outside that Temple, the day that explosion rocked the Coruscant grounds and flooded the streets with smoke and ash. And yet, he felt it saturate his soul, filling him with command and vigor. It was news of Kemp's murder, all over again. From within these walls, he spun round -looking to the sky; yet nothing to see with mortal eyes, but through the beyond. They're here.

Before he had but two day's rest, barely settled in after returning from months behind enemy lines, Tris was being assigned to defend the outer grounds from invasion. The deafening alarms had already begun to sound, as if a weapon in itself, and Tris was shoulder to shoulder with Master Desta Waal; a name he'd not heard until today. He followed their swift pace outside, assisting those armed with them; merely a backdrop to Tristian's artistry with the saber. If he wasn't so preoccupied with the idea of getting even in some fantastic and illogical manner, he'd be flourishing his saber needlessly as though he'd payed these Sith to attack simply to demonstrate to all the Council why he was more than deserving of a Master rank. Of course, he had more than one issue regarding Jedi behavior; his ridiculous ego and elitist attitude for one. But his honed skills were not among those character flaws.

Once outside, Tris slowed his step to the view of trees before them that would be their terrain. He stood six feet tall, brandishing sparkling new black knee-high boots with a little something extra strapped onto the right flank of his calf, light brown and fairly tight pants, his white utility belt with all his usual accessories, a dark brown open-chest long sleeved shirt with white trim along the neck, and dark brown silky hair. His bright blue eyes glared off into the distance as he caught up with the accompanying Master, asked a question immediately on arrival.

A rattling of the cuff-link and then an echoing of his own blue blade igniting out into the air from his steady right hand was all that answered. His jaw clenched tight as he let penetrate and surrounded himself with the Force, taking a deep centering breath in anticipation. He'd save those sly remarks and witty banter he normally couldn't hold back for the moment after he was holding his lightsaber to a Sith's neck. No amount of anger weighed upon his shoulders now, but rather an unbalanced tally that needed shifting in his favor. His memories were still too raw in a situation like this to be his usual carefree good-looking self. Well, he always looked good. He just couldn't take the time to delight in that thought right now. Right now, he just starred on ...watching ...waiting.

 

[Black Noise]

The tension in the air was so thick that one could cut it with a knife, Inanio would use a sabre. They were close now, he could sense the clean light of the Jedi spread out like a sickness. It affected everything it touched, thankfully Inanio's own dark energies worked against it. This light, these fools, this temple, Inanio would see that it was all destroyed. The foolish forfeited their right to live by seeing things of foolishness and choosing to adhere by them. Inanio, was not doubting the strength of the Jedi, for even fools could get their hands on weapons of mass destruction, such as the Force. He would regret killing these fools, for some of them had been born into foolishness and had no choice in the matter. However, that did not excuse them, and they would die.

Suddenly, and without forewarning, he shouted.
"Open Fire!"
In the dense forrest, the commandos had no idea who they were firing at, but Inanio knew. Scarcely three hundred yards away were the Jedi and their soldiers, waiting. Using most of his gathered Force strength, he charged his body and used the Force to enhance his speed and strength.

His body a blur, his commandos running full speed behind him, he reached the Jedi in less than a minute. As he charged the female master, the Grand Instructor reached out behind him and gripped a tree truck with the rest of his gathered strength. Ripping the truck from the ground without breaking stride, the Sith threw it at the male Knight with near the speed of a missile. Bringing out his Sabres, he aimed to cut the Master in two horizontal strikes from both of her sides. The Darth positioned his sabres so that, should the Jedi counterattack, he could block with one sabre and cut her with the other.

 

[Radiwalker]

The togruta could sense the presence of the jedi. He inhaled deeply and then exhaled slowly. The scent of blood and battle was in the air and he liked it. A smirk crossed his face, as his whole body shivered from excitement. His montrals detected the movement of both the commandos, which had dispersed as well as of something else, not too far ahead from them. It was no doubt the jedi.

After throwing a look to the instructor, Drenn realised that he was aware of the enemy`s presence. Wihtout any notice a command for attack was given, after which Inanio bursted into a sprint run forwrads. The crusader followed his example, enhancing his body through the force, making it faster, stronger and more agile, he dulled his force senses for a moment and used the previously put in them power to fuel another force power - force concealment. He sought to hide his presence in the force and launch a somewhat unexpected attack.

Drenn ran after the instructor, but was quite a bit behind him, when he noticed a tree truck being ripped from the ground and directed at one of the jedi. Being somewhat behind it, into the depts of the woods, he hoped he wasn`t noticed. The togruta increased his speed, jumped and grabbed hold of the back of the truck, hiding himself from those in front of it and quickly climbing to it`s top, he jumped slightly upwards, jsut before it would reach it`s target, giving it a moment to reach the jedi, or not, if he would avoid it. Either way, the togruta would deactivate his force speed and force concealment, while extending his free left hand and using a force pull on the male jedi and at the same time activating the front side of his lightsaber.

While Drenn hoped the force pull would catch the jedi off guard, it didn`t make much difference, for if it didn`t he would just direct his fall towards the jedi and perform and overhead strike, with just holding the saber in his right hand, keeping his left ready to defend in one way or another. However if the pull would have an effect, he would use the moment to attempt a slash for the jedi`s midchest, aiming to cut through him, but still keeping his left hand free, ready to defend.

 

[GABA]

A rain of blaster bolts exploded from the distance and the temple guards returned their fire. Desta would not have had to instruct them on what to do; they knew what to do and how to do their job well. Their business would be the incoming commandos, leaving the Sith for her and Tris. The Jedi Master flicked her wrist as she reflected stray plasma bolts that deemed her as a target. The forest floor rustled with the incoming enemy. Her mind and focus hardened with the Force

There was distinct crack that radiated through the woods and along with it came the sound of snapping branches and twigs. The Force whispered its warnings and she heeded to them, moving with the currents of light, weaving through the voids of darkness that engulfed their presence. The tree trunk divided her and Knight Dario for the time being. She could feel the Sith’s attention on her, his presence was powerful and she welcomed it, his blades presented.

Desta leaped backwards, the two blades cutting the air in front of her. She shifted her presence with a quick burst of speed to her left as she begun to circle the Darth on his right, leaving herself enough distance out of the reach of his blades. She didn’t say a word, only flashing a wryly grin, her blue blade pointing the ground.

“You missed.” She taunted continuing to circle him, pulling on the Force as she did.

 

[DeathToll]

- PROTECTOR'S THEME -​

Tristian-Ambrose's glutinous palm rubbed against the silver metal audibly as it suffer his tasked grasp in preparation. These Sith, their movements, quickening, barreled towards these two Jedi and the wall of troops behind; rolling through the heightened senses of the Jedi like a raging cloud fleeing the origins of a massive explosion, enveloping them in its wake. Yet they were calm, welcoming; not of its effects upon them, but rather how they might effect the storm to calm at their summons. These were no ordinary Jedi...

Cracking, shredding, snapping free and roaring through the still trees all around -the massive weapon of life propelled towards Tris. Not only did he hear it coming, feel the impending doom in his gut, and see the missile-like body emerge from its untouched brothers, Tris wanted this. He expected such an attack to begin their engagement, wishing only to smack down each of their attempts quite clearly where they might witness their failures in the Dark side; exposed by the Light. And yet, as he relished in the foresight of this attack, he had failed to realize that one of the Force signatures had disappeared beyond his sight.

Tris stretched forth his saber arm, peeling his left shoulder back as his left foot initiated a two step rotation that simply spun him laterally to his right and out of the path of the tree trunk, flicking his wrist with a streak of blue that cut up and over a free path for him through the oncoming branches that dug fiercely into the earth and all around him; the tree trunk itself (the center of the missile-like weapon) having been aimed at Tris, therefore halting the tree's advance as its vibrant and full branches grotesquely shattered and snapped through massive upheaval of rich grassy soil. Tris hadn't thought about how he should have went left and stayed with his Jedi comrade, but such was the risk with instinctual and instantly swift movements as these.

As well, such was the end of his bombastic exhibition. Though he'd initially cut away at branches swinging towards him, as he was turning away, after finishing the single-second-maneuver -Tris' eyes widened to the surprising sight of another branch sailing towards his face. Tris barely managed to bend back and allow the branch to pass overhead, but was then suddenly yanked up into the air by the Crusader's pull. Due to a slight rotation in Tris' torso when attempting to dodge that last branch, Tris was now spun head-replacing-feet shortly before his chest collided with yet another branch; having only been lifted a couple feet further off of the ground. With response to the impact to his fairly durable chest, Tris' right arm had clamped down onto that branch as he was now facing up to the vision of a Sith in freefall. Tris' left arm, having already involuntarily shot forward upon impact with this branch, instinctively clutched at the Sith (not only in body, but also utilizing clothing to ensure control; though more out of overreactive fear in the instant of that split second) through the strength of the living Force and swung out left to only add to the falling Sith's fluid momentum and hurl the Togruta sideways into the ground in the open clearing just next to the massive tree and in Tris' line of sight. Because of the swing left of Tris' arm in this reactive counter, the Sith would have been turned on his side and quite possibly even slammed onto his back. Such was the execution of Tris' intent.

Though sustaining some initial bruising to the chest, Tris had expended little energy in this initial four to five second exchange compared to the aggressive start that this Togruta had; but such were the ways of the Sith. The massive tree now sat at rest between the two couples, soldiers falling on either side; though the blaster fire was heavier elsewhere. These two were all but alone now, as far as Tris was concerned. And if his reactive counter had succeeded as described, then he would proceed to release his grip of the tree branch and stand tall as he slowly and cautiously approached the Sith. However things manifested, Tris' saber had remained in front of him the entire time; keeping his person shielded by that heavenly blue light. Even now as he approached with one strategic step over the other, his saber held nearly straight out in a single-handed Makashi style. Energy swirled through him once again, his free left hand gathering the Force in preparation to his side.

 

[Black Noise]

Inanio sighed heavily. How irritating, not only was he facing a fool, but a fool that perceived herself a user of Form One. Taunting him? A childish venture. Or perhaps Inanio was mistaken and she was just normally this irritating. Watching her closely, Inanio gathered the Force and kept up his alertness to he spoke.
"You poor Jedi, you are but a *mere pawn to be used and thrown away. I shall pray that your soul reaches Nothingness."

Inanio reached out with the Force, bringing down the weight of Force Suppression upon the master. This was a power that, although he used often, was not fully mastered. 'Mastered' in a sense that he could use it in conjunction with other powers. Nevertheless, unless this Jedi was a master of the Art of Force Immunity, then she'd be in no position to stop his Force Suppression. The Suppression was strong enough to completely cut the Jedi off from the Force, at the price of restricting Inanio's own ability to use the Force throughout their battle. Charging again, Inanio moved at slower speed than before, but still surprisingly fast for one of his age. His swords were readied, one coming in for another horizontal strike, the other poised to block any counterattack, or be thrown in the style of a straight missile should she attempt to dodge like before.*

 

[Radiwalker]

Drenn`s mind was set on performing his attack, when suddenly he was grasped by the left leg and twirled towards the ground. It was a strong force that performed the feat, but the togruta couldn`t so easily be caught off guard with his skill in art of movement, he let his body twirl diagonaly in the air, due to the angle from which he had been spun. That caused him to turn around, now facing the other direction, but in fact seeing the jedi as they had switched places. With his fluidness in art of movement the togruta managed to land on his feet, although he was forced to designite his saber and put one knee to the ground, while also putting one of his hands on it, to completely stop and gain full control over his movements.

He could feel the cold breeze coming from the forrest and heading towards the temple. It was tuned in with their attack. The blaster bolts flying around, as the troopers on both sides shot at each other and the darkness that was coming to this planet which was an interpretation of light. The togruta smiled, while standing up and reigniting his lightsaber, this time from both sides. He had also started to channel and build up the force within himself, while not thinking about an immediate force attack, it was good to be prepared. He inhaled and started walking towards the jedi.

His eyes locked on the jedi knight. There was nobody in close proximity to them. It was a one on one battle, just what Drenn had wanted in order to evaluate himself. Now was the time to show his worth in battle with a worthy enemy. The knight had shown quick thinking and good manueverment, which Drenn took note of and also admired, as there were few people who would adapt to such an attack and get away with near to no damage.

However the rest of the duel wouldn`t be so easy for the knight. The togruta`s emotions were strong and he was capable, especially in one on one battles. Without further hesitation he ran slightly to get into saber range and performed a short attacking sequence, to start the fight. His montrals were going to detect the movement of the enemy, which would give him a slight advantage, also he kept mindful if his opponent were to use any force powers, Drenn would have to be quick to protect himself.

Holding the hilt with just his right hand, the togruta charged in, firstly performing an outward horizontal backhand slash, with the front blade of his saber at the mid torso of the jedi. During which he would grab his hilt with both hands and immediately after the end of the first attack, move the saber in such a way that he would first perform a stab for the lower right torso of his adversary and almost a milisecond after that, he would move turn the hilt further to his left, which would lead to the backside of his lightsaber performing a fast follow-up strike at the jedi`s upper left torso, which would be hard to guard, as the previous attack was lower left, which would naturally bring the back blade, of the double-bladed lightsaber, higher in the air, needing only a single movement to perform teh said attack. Another point in it would be the obvious fact that the jedi was holding a single saber in his right hand, leaving his left side almost entirely exposed.

While the sith was greatly concentrated on his attacks, he would remain wary, as he knew his opponent was skilled and could easily launch a counter attack. Drenn would be prepared to defend himself with the force, or with his saber at any given moment, especially as his attack isn`t as complex to coordinate as it is to block and he would be able to keep channeling the force and be ready to use it.

 

[GABA]

Like a child in game, she grinned to his response, it was what she was looking for. The Force suddenly twisted around Desta in an unusual manner, one she solely suspected as the dark side and she too would counter pulling on what she had. The Light rushed through the Jedi, her mind went on a sudden alert, her mental and physical defenses fought back. She raised her lightsaber, right foot back, ready, her senses were off, as though she was a machine and needed sudden recalibration in order get back on balance. Whatever the Sith tried to pull on her made as though she felt like she had an oncoming of a head-cold.

It wouldn’t phase Desta from fighting though, she knew how to fight and she was sure the Sith before her was doubting her abilities. Recalibration was all she needed, Desta gathered the Force around her, she would work with what she had. The Sith charged at the Jedi Master, one sword positioned to strike at her with another forward horizontal slash with his left hand, his right poised in defense. Desta, her connection to the Force was foggy, still moved quickly, with experience. She threw her weight on her back foot, bring her left foot back as well, allowing her to pivot on it in a counterclockwise motion moving backwards, creating the distance from being slashed by the sword.

As she moved, her left hand brushed against her second hilt, clasping it, but not yet igniting it. Her completed pivot brought her to the left of the Darth, his charge would make his presence pass her and Desta would snap her right lightsaber in upwards slash, bringing the hot blue blade through the Darth’s left upper arm. Her left arm swiped in a backhand motion, igniting the lightsaber as she brought it through the Sith’s torso.

 

[DeathToll]

The Togruta landed and Tris dropped to his feet. The way they looked at each other, the heat of their connection could start a fire in the breeze. The seasoned Jedi looked over the Sith, taking note of his double-bladed saber and montrals. So the Sith wielded two methods for the same means, those things and the Dark side. Using two seperate instruments for the same purpose would only produce the same result, coming to the same conclusion, neither amplifying the other. Were Tris merely a Padawan, there may have been something to worry about. But the Force is his ally, as Tris was capable of reading his opponents and trusting in the fortelling guidance of the Light. There was little advantage for either, but Tris was more than confident in his dueling ability. Trisitan-Ambrose had been fighting in the wars since the Sith revealed their first strike. Could this fighter say the same? Tris figured he could, though his guess was exactly that -a guess.

Then came the charge. The Togruta advanced with a rage, while Tris was barely moving; so cautiously, so carefully, and begging the Sith to strike first. Both carried the same intensity. The red beam slashed wide, missing Tris as he stepped back with his left foot and angling his body with a right profile while simultaneously swatting the red beam down and away with a short overcross of his blue beam (basically pointing his saber at Drenn's right hip). Tris' tight reaction had only served to accent the Sith's recoil between movements, and began baiting his attacks with footwork and suggestive body placement. Then Tris stepped left with his right foot, crossing it behind and angling his body left, while bringing his lightsaber back in with the Sith's thrust of the same end of his lightsaber, guiding the Sith's attack just passed Tris' right hip. In doing this, Tris was asking for the next, and obvious option the Sith had to use in that moment; the other end of his lightsaber. And just as that thrust was being guided passed him, that third swipe was granted a guaranteed full-motion-swing as Tris swooped a sudden Force-enhanced duck that leaned back away with the falling stroke and flew underneath the Sith's powerful full swing using a step left with amazing speed. There was no recoil for the Sith, no time for second guessing, no reason for Drenn to believe that he was in danger as his stroke fell hard towards that leaning human face and into the grass. But just as that stroke fell and before even completing, placing Tris' speedily rising body just behind Drenn's right shoulder, Tris slashed his blurred blue lightsaber up through the Sith's available armpit with a flick of the wrist so as not to lead the attack with the hilt but rather with the end of the saber; cutting with enough beam length and force to possibly sever the arm at the shoulder.

Because of the commitment behind Drenn's third attack, the quickness between the second and that third strike, and the entire momentum of Drenn's body after the second thrust leading his body forward into the third slash, any hesitation or change of movement would only make matters worse for him. Tris had moved his quickest, and kept his hilt close to the center position to boot. He'd slide up to a stand through the momentum of the attack, just as the Sith finished his. The whole reason Tris first leaned away from the attack as he swooped down under it was to make certain that the Sith followed through with the attack. And now, however the Sith reacted, Tris was behind him with saber at the ready and still in motion.

 

[Black Noise]

As the master pivoted, Inanio quickly realized what she was doing, a counter-attack, seeing as she did not move far out of the way, but kept within Inanio's sabre reach and her own blade reach. Although his full Force focus was devoted to suppressing the Jedi Master's first and second tier powers, Inanio's cybernetic eye still assisted his mind in analyzation. As she pivoted, he stuck out his right foot, which was already moving forward in his charge, and dug into the soft forest ground. His head snapped to the left to face the master, twisting his arms and turning his waist to fully face her as his fast charge was halted.

His left arm never fully completed the slash as his striking out to halt himself caused it to be cut short half-way through. Regardless, his right arm came around and smashed into the blue blade aimed at cutting his left arm. Simultaneously, he ripped back his own left blade and barely caught the master's left blade that aimed to take him through the torso. The movements were instituted in a blur, and worried Inanio. He had only barely caught the Master's blades, seeing as his left blade had caught her blade near the hilt of his sabre. An inch more, and he would've died. The master was clearly strong, a fool, yet one to not be underestimated as he had just done.

Both of Inanio's blades were engaged in blocking the Master's blades, but an easy block it was. With her first and second tier Force powers suppressed, the master would not be able to meet the physical strength of Inanio. Holding her blades away, the Sith expertly balanced on his right foot and shot his left foot out, aimed to hit the master in her, now unguarded, stomach.

 

[Radiwalker]

Drenn looking at how much speed and manueverment his opponent had to put into avoiding the sequence of attacks, was more than glad, for it was easy for him to perform such attacks, while his opponent had to use up a lot of his energies to first avoid being hit and then come up with a counter attack. Throughout the whole attack, teh crusader could see the jedi slowly moving to his side, more than obviously changing his position, while the togruta was certain his attacks were good, he kept mindful, as always, that a counter attack might come, for he knew well enough that this adversary was no pushover.

And the counterattack did come, it was devious, fast and mostly unpredictable, which brought a smile upon Drenn`s face, for unpredictable was what he had prepared for. His saber was continuing it`s slashing motion into the thin air, that was now infront of him, as his opponent had moved to attack his right shoulder from behind. The togruta, having channeled enough force energy, used some of it to quickly bring up a protection bubble around himself, which would cause the jedi`s attacking saber to slide across it, from the speed and power it was given, and thrust upwards in the air, most probably leaving the knight exposed.

Whether or not a real openning had presented itself, the crusader would perform another sequence of attacks, which would appear fast and deadly, taking advantage of the possible loss of control over the lightsaber, which his opponent might be experiencing, as well as any loss of balance. Even without such disadvatages for the jedi, Drenn`s attack would be dangerous enough.

The first thing he did was to place his left foot behind his right and with a slight twist and turn in his whole body, perform an almost 180 degree piroutte, in the end of which he would make a small step forwards with hsi right foot for better balance, bringing his face and gaze, opposing those of the knight. Meanwhile he would continue the motnion of the saber, as the blade that didn`t take part in the third attack, would pass beside his body and with the step of his right foot, he would once again thrust that blade aiming to impale his opponent through the lower chest, just a moment after releasing the protection bubble. This stabbing attack would be faster and more powerful, as it would use the momentum from the turn and the step, it would also be performed not more than a second after the human`s attack.

However Drenn`s attack would not end there, as he would continue his momentumous movement of both hands and feet. Moving the blade used for the stab to the left, he applied more pressure into the hilt with his right hand, thus swinging the back blade into motion, performing a follow-up slicing attack, aimed for the upper chest of the jedi. This attack was fast, but it only served as a distraction for the third and final attack of the sequence would be the cherry on top of the cream.

While the back blade would perform a slicing attack, the front blade would go to Drenn`s left and as the other attack was coming to it`s end, he would slightly bring the front blade upwards, behind his left shoulder, which would then follow into a quick smashing attack, with that blade, over his shoulder. The attack would be diagonal from Drenn`s upper left to his lower right. At the end of the attackign sequence the togruta would simple change the direction of teh saber and bring it in front of him, to be ready to defend.

This time however, unlike the last, he would pay closer attention to his opponent`s movements, thus being able to more easily counter the attack. After the removal of the protection bubble Drenn would have continued to channel force power, although with lower intensity, as he already had some stored up and ready to use, thus he could bring more concentration into the saber fight, resulting in faster and stronger attacks, as well as better defense.

 

[GABA]

Desta’s blades were met with the Darth’s swords with an all too familiar crackling as their blades rubbed edges. She felt a shift in his weight alerting her he was ready to counter with another attack. The Jedi pulled back, releasing her sabers from their connection with another counterclockwise pivot, the boot of his kick catching her in the side, threw her off.

She stumbled backwards, regaining her footing; her side had a pulsating ache reminding her of her mortality. Her senses would have alerted her to a boot in the gut, and now for sure the Jedi knew what the Darth had pulled on her. Nevertheless there were ways around it, the Force was limitless in its uses. Desta would deal with the pain in her side later, angling her body, left foot forward as she faced the Darth once more. Her blue blades hummed, cutting through the air as she pushed off her back foot launching her next offensive.

Building momentum for her strike, the blades hummed and crackled as they rotated with her wrists, her body moving still moved with an unnatural grace. Her body twisted, wrapping her left arm around her chest she slashed in a backhanded swing across the Sith’s chest. Her right blade rotated as she brought it down in a diagonal slash from his left shoulder to right hip, then with a quick snap, the blade slashed across his stomach.

 

[DeathToll]

The Sith was glaring, watching Tris like flame catching onto paper. Though, if he assumed that Tris was expending energy by taking controlled steps from side to side, then this Sith was truly green and would be surprised to see this Jedi outlive him with stamina to spare. For it was the Sith who started with enhanced speed to reach his foe. It was the Sith who silenced his presence for the sake of surprise, and Force Pulled Tris to attempt for security in his strike. Now, because Tris had enhanced his speed for the first time in one quick leading swoop, -he- was overstretching himself? Drenn would soon discover that this was not the case.

The sudden bubble defense did, however, surprise Tris; though more in the sense that a suspected fissure was merely proven to be a sliver. He hadn't swung his saber at an angle leading with the hilt, like most would have; but instead had lead with the flick of the angled tip in a secure grip, which meant that his hand grasping the hilt was still permitted free motion and the tip of the blue blade simply deflected up and across the field with a steady rotation.

Tris had slid further left than the Sith guessed, having his back to the Jedi that had used the Force to reach this point; which left a hole for the first blind stab to just miss to the right of Tris' avoiding hips (barely burning through the edge of Tris' clothing) that had shifted left. Tris continued and shifted further left on a distancing angle, stepping left with his crossing right foot behind, angling the hilt of his lightsaber up while trailing the tip pointing down and catching the Sith's sweep (again like a seesaw that instead of fighting against strength propelled the momentum of the Sith's sweep to continue away from Tris) that spewed forth liquid sparks from the scraping beams of light between them, regaining his finesse as he further spun 180' clockwise to the left through an amplified spurt of the Force with a fluid rotation of his wrist that kept his saber vertically pointing down as he brought the hilt round over his head thus barely avoiding the Sith's final powerful slam that would delve into the unguarded earth off of Tris' right, and slashed a quick tight arc with the blue-beamed tip through the Sith's exposed right eye. And just as he flicked that final slit through the space that the Sith's eye would have occupied, Tris' left hand released a massive wave of the Force down into the soil at his feet; spreading a confined cataclism of upheaval that sent the green ground up around them -thus rocking the stability of the Sith's stance (at the very least) and probably sending the Sith into a flop off of the ground as he lead all of his weight straight down into that massive errupting energy.

Description: Tris had continued each step keeping to the left of each attack, at most points only just barely. His saber had remained between the two combatants the entire time yet did not interrupt any of the Sith's attacks, and ended with that flick of the blue tip that had cut up shortly just as Drenn was finishing his downward bend with the final strike that would leave Tris' saber pointing out challenginly -head held high, with about an arm's length between them, and the small space confining them in an absolute upward shift that would catch the Sith in its trap.

 

[Black Noise]

As the Master pushed away, Inanio grunted to himself. Naturally he would've known that her senses through the Force were blocked, yet it was still enjoyable to see it. As she pushed off her back foot to launch an offensive, Inanio prepared himself. Even without the Force, this master was fast, as such Inanio would need to adjust himself, moving into positions that would make it easier to defend and counter-attack.

The Darth continued to gather the Force as he engaged the Master's blades. His left blade smashed into her left with incredible force as the Darth came to defend himself. By wrapping her left arm around her chest before attacking, she had her left arm coming in for a left sided attack. Her right blade, coming for a diagonal slash aimed at Inanio's left shoulder, also came in at his left side. By pulling his left arm and, in turn, blade back a bit, he was able to block both of the Jedi Master's attacks simultaneously and with one arm.

For another human, this would be quite the difficult feat, but Inanio was near a hundred pounds larger than the Jedi Master and far stronger than her when she could not call upon the Force to aid her strength while under the effects of Force Suppression. While his left blade blocked the attacks, Inanio simultaneously surged forward his right blade and pushed off his feet into order to move forward and prevent the Jedi from jumping back, assuming she saw it coming. Angling it to impale the Jedi master at an upwards angle from under the ribcage, stabbing through the heart.

 

[Radiwalker]

With every passing moment of the battle Drenn was more and more amazed by the performance of the jedi. His movements were fluid and free, his mind was calm, he showed no emotion. He understood that the jedi weren`t as weak as most sith said they were, or at least this particular one wasn`t. Both his nody and his spirit were in harmony and it was clear he had seen many battles, for he was skilled and yet didn`t underestimate his opponent. The togruta took note of that.

The togruta observed as his sequence was once more being avoided, although some attacks did get close to landing a hit, close was not good enough. Still he had more tricks up his sleeve, which would do more than surprise the jedi. The sith was hoping to soon gain the upper hand. In fact he planned to do so in his very next attack, sadly he knew not what was coming at him.

Drenn watched carefully as the jedi moved to his right side, while avoiding the attacks and as he expect his last attack to fail and to be countered, the togruta twitched his right hand wrist, separating his double bladed lightsaber, into two single bladed ones. While the left hand side of the saber continued downwards and delved into the ground, easily cutting through it, the right hand side, held with a reverse grip, Drenn simply brough up in front of his face, while slightly turning to face his opponent, managing to just stop the incoming attack. The blades literally clashed in front of his face, somewhat blocking his vision.

The sith planned to counter with a slash with his left hand saber, although that was out of the question, as in the very moment his saber clashed into that of the jedi, when suddenly he was blasted off into the air. He had felt the jedi aim his hand to the ground, but didn`t have enough time to react, even in the slightest. Holding his footage was out of question, as his feet were to close to one another, thus leading to him being sent flying into the air, straight into a branch of a tree above them. He hit the branch with his chest. Luckily enough his armor protected him from recieving a hard hit and he managed to designite his sabers without cutting himself, as well as fast enough to grab hold of a different branch and swing himself in teh direction behind the jedi, landing a few meters away from him. After which he immediately jumped fowrds performing a twisting flip and turning around in the air, going further away from his opponent with unpredictable movements so he woudln`t be eaily hit by possible attacks. Upon landing the crusader screwed together his two lightsabers and after igniting both ends, he held the double bladed one up in front of his chest, in his right hand, while keeping his left at the ready, while once again channeling the force inside of himself.

The sith smirked at his adversary, as he was enjoying their clash of power. While they both fought for their reasons and in their own way, this battle was also a sort of a spar, as it seemed they were about equally matched, for neither of them had managed to take the upper hand and lead the coarse of battle. It was going to be a memorable duel, indeed.

 

[GABA]

Her left foot dug into the ground as both her blades crashed into the Darth’s sword. The left lightsaber crackled first followed by her right diagonal attempt to slice him in half. Desta’s moves were foiled and wasn’t one to engage in a power struggle of locked blades, not only that, but she had left her left side exposed. If the Darth had any experience in fighting, which Desta had been observing, he would know to attack her side while attempting to keep her in blade lock. Keep moving.

She was well aware of her smaller frame and had decades of training in how to utilize her speed and agility. Strength would never be her strongest asset, however, her natural agility and speed would be. With her left side exposed, she took a step forward with her right foot allowing her a position on his left corner, drawing her even closer, within inches, to the Sith Lord as he took his step forward in attempt to use his strength to overcome her. Not allowing the Sith to react to her sudden movement towards him and not a predicted jump away, she used his left blade as an axis, her right blade slid forward as she fluidly pivoted around the Sith’s left side. Desta shifted her weight to her right foot, she brought her left foot around, his right blade sliding across her right waistline and up her back. She gritted her teeth from the sudden sting of pain.

The Jedi pulled her left blade down along the Sith’s sword, allowing her to cut through his forearm or if he twisted around to react, it would cut through his wrist. Her right blade, having kept it as her point of balance on his blade would run along parallel with the Sith’s shoulders. Her left blade offense would prevent the Sith from successfully reacting to her right lightsaber offensive. Desta bent in her right elbow, pulling the right blade through the Sith where his neck and back met. She rotated swiftly, passing the blade through his chest in order to sever his body in two, his focus on his strength would slow his reaction to her fatal move.