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"Interesting methods..."
Ledo, standing over the charred remains of what once was a human Jedi, attempted to examine the rigged lightsaber; he greeted his Writhe in success yet again from atop of the highest floor of this skyscraper, the open office space torn apart with a bit of a draft coming through the shattered wall windows. Of course it was much more than a rigged lightsaber, but unorthodox to be certain. Some sort of backfire, upon which the hilt's reactor spat back a wild energy from what usually focuses up through the coursing emitter. Instead, the user felt all its shocking damage unexpected; leaving himself open for death's final embrace.
Looking back up to his pupil, Ledo wondered how ready this one was for a real challenge; when one was not surprised by fowl play, and when the odds were not so in his favor. Perhaps this one needed some attention. His investments needed some sort of security after all. To blindly send them out and hope for the best was not his way. Before moving on to his third and final training target, Jev Alamat would once again feel his teachers dominating will in combat; though he had yet to know it. For now, Ledo simply thought to understand his 'child's' ways.
Ledo, standing over the charred remains of what once was a human Jedi, attempted to examine the rigged lightsaber; he greeted his Writhe in success yet again from atop of the highest floor of this skyscraper, the open office space torn apart with a bit of a draft coming through the shattered wall windows. Of course it was much more than a rigged lightsaber, but unorthodox to be certain. Some sort of backfire, upon which the hilt's reactor spat back a wild energy from what usually focuses up through the coursing emitter. Instead, the user felt all its shocking damage unexpected; leaving himself open for death's final embrace.
Looking back up to his pupil, Ledo wondered how ready this one was for a real challenge; when one was not surprised by fowl play, and when the odds were not so in his favor. Perhaps this one needed some attention. His investments needed some sort of security after all. To blindly send them out and hope for the best was not his way. Before moving on to his third and final training target, Jev Alamat would once again feel his teachers dominating will in combat; though he had yet to know it. For now, Ledo simply thought to understand his 'child's' ways.