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[Nevizkas]

Taanab was an agricultural world in a sorry state not long after the New Republic's 5th Fleet had rained hellfire upon it. Vast swaths of land, crop, and forest had been burnt to a crisp and would have taken countless years to recover if not for the efforts of certain Jedi to try to restore it. Even so, the urban areas were still far from being rebuilt to the same standard that they were previously, necessitating that large amounts of civilians had to make ends meet in the large refugee camps that littered the countryside.

Fortunately, chaos breeds opportunity for those blessed with entrepreneurial spirit. Ships arrived daily from all over the sector bringing all sorts of things that a desperate crowd might need, from food and personal items, to things most wouldn't even consider luxurious like electronics and clothes. The commotion made it easy to slip by watchful eyes and where there is opportunity, trouble usually follows in the form of petty crime. While engaging in such fun activities might have been on the agenda had she been alone, today they were here to land a bigger fish.

Right on schedule, the large passenger liner descended upon the makeshift spaceport as a large crowd of refugees gathered, all clambering for the best spot to suddenly rush aboard the ship once its large doors opened. With so many homeless and out of work, several large corporations had done what they did best and graciously offered the services of some of their more rugged and less profitable ships in the hopes of scoring easy PR wins. The Jedi were quick to take any help they could get their hands on and readily accepted despite the obviously transparent motives.

Meanwhile, Cyutadakyr sat down a short distance away sipping at a caf. Normally she'd have been worried about being spotted by a Jedi due to her obviously glowing skin, but for this mission, she'd been trialing some new makeup. To most eyes, she'd simply look like another shade of Zeltron and that would be that, and by cloaking her presence in the force she hoped to simply blend in with the crowd.

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

Taanab was engulfed in chaos all around which meant that it was actually helpful in many regards. There was some slight Jedi presence every here and there as those lightsiders had deciated themselves to helping the half destroyed planet and so Ciri was obviously careful about where she went and what she did, yet it didn't deter her from her actual goal at all.

Having tapped the mind of a humanitarian aide, she had learnt how many refugees were about to be transported into safer areas and this actually meant either slaves or credits for free basically. Chirikyât arrived a while later as she had sent the young Sith pureblood, Cyutadakyr, in advance, having ordered her to do recon work while she herself had squeezed more details out of helpers that were somehow involved in this and obviously allied with the Jedi.

She had finally learnt that officially there were supposed to be two Jedi guards with the crew, which meant that they didn't expect too much resistance when they'd take over the ship, however the quest still required a certain level of finesse as they had to take some members of the crew alive if they wanted to make it out of the sector.

The plan was still set and as Ciri approached the visually transformed other Sith, she had a beige cloak wrapped around her, blue contact lenses that hid her natural color and her facial tattoos also covered by light foundation. Despite not always being the one for subtle approaches, she had finally settled on trying to blend in with the crowd and try to get on the ship with the refugees before they'd assume control over the grand passenger liner.

"Report", she curtly stated, having approached the woman very subtly which could have seemed to her like she had just materialized next to her and demanding an update on the current situation. If her recon had been sucessful, they'd be able to move in right away.

@Xorism

 

[Nevizkas]

So far the day had seemed to be going well, with little to no suspicion being drawn their way. It might have helped that there was always a fight breaking out over the peddling of goods or bartering going wrong to keep the Jedi busy. This meant that it should be relatively simple for the pair to sneak aboard the ship amongst the large flock of refugees trying to make it off-world.

Cyutadakyr grinned as her companion for the mission appeared out of nowhere and cut right to the chase. In some way, she might have wished to tease and drag the fun on, but Cyu was feeling a little more patient around this strange new face. Maybe she'd hold the fun for later, once the pureblood could get a better sense of her vibe, as fun as finding out the hard way would be.

With a quiet nod, she'd start with the mission specifics in a low voice so as to not be overheard. "Far as I can tell, they can only spare two on the door and those two will be the coming aboard. The ship's crew is listed as only being a handful of technical staff and two more security, but practically irrelevant to us. They're so overcrowded, they don't even have a ticket system or nothing, we can just walk on with the crowd and wait till we're in hyperspace."

Cyu pulled a hood over her head and took another sip of her cafe while offering a second to this new arrival if she so chose. The boarding process seemed as simple as slipping in with the large crowd and not being spotted by a Jedi, by the time they were in space, it would be too late.

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

Ciri's gaze was directed to the front, observing the ship through narrowed, attentive eyes while there were people milling about all around the spaceport. One good sign was that there weren't just women and children, but also rather moderately strong looking man which would probably push up the prices, yet she wondered whether the children could only be sold for half as much.

As her companion began to speak, she turned her head, her facial features perfectly cold before she nodded. "Good. As for Jedi, there should only be two around who are supposed to ensure security. We won't show them any mercy" Not that she was the merciful kind in general, but the two lightsiders absolutely didn't serve them at all, so taking them out first was perhaps their top priority.

If they were to blend in with the crowd, they had to try to imitate those pitiful refugees, so Ciri was choosing to try what many considered as a mundane delight. The coffee was bitter, yet not bitter enough and a little too cold for her liking, but it was fairly enough. The gesture of the other Sith confused her and she wondered whether it was a sign of her subservientness, yet she chose not to comment on it.

"Are you ready, Champion?", she curtly asked her instead, gaze directed back at the crowd again. There seemed to be enough chaos for them to slip in unnoticed and take their place in the masses of people before following the herd of slaves to be inside. "Make sure those lightsiders can't detect you", she stated flatly, thus warning her to refrain from unnecessary uses of the Force and masking their presences enough.

@Xorism

 

[Nevizkas]

Cyutadakyr was quite pleased to hear that there would be no mercy offered, other weaker Sith might have given them an opportunity to surrender or worse, try to negotiate. Once they had dealt with the Jedi, it would be much simpler to then just overwhelm the remaining security and force the rest of the crew into compliance.

"I am, Master." the pureblood dipped her head respectfully, nodding to her final statement. First impressions count after all, and this new master held a rather imposing presence that was simply delightful and a sight to behold. The pair masking their force signature would appear as any other refugee or traveler looking to head off the world and attract little other attention.

It was only a short distance to travel before the crowd started to build up, both the noise and stink increasing as they moved through the temporary shelters and ad-hoc markets. A large bird squawked as Cyu passed by it, paying little attention to the annoyance given the earlier directive, as it wasn't like she could teach it a lesson.

Ahead they could finally see the two that would give them the most trouble. A tall Nautolan had all the bearings of a Jedi Master, even seemingly walking like one if Cyu could make a guess. Accompanying him was a slightly more average Togruta who seemed a little old to be a padawan and therefore would likely be a run-of-the-mill Knight.

One good thing about slipping in with larger crowds is that would be very difficult for anyone in particular to be watched with any particular detail, and therefore unless something happened, they'd be aboard within the next few minutes.

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

The pureblood replied and Ciri set herself into motion. "Very well". She took the lead, pulling the hood over her head but not fully into the face, not wanting to act suspicious. The make-up was enough to make her seem like just another refugee wanting to escape the planet and looking for work elsewhere and her companion would be mistaking as just another alien race suffering from the same fate.

Ciri wasn't one to enjoy masses of people and thus the noise displeased her a lot, yet she, new they needed the slaves and couldn't afford casualties. It didn't take long and they could both spot the Jedi that were ro accompany the transport, but Ciri didn't pay them much attention just yet as they couldn't raise their attention.

What she did do was taking on a facial expression that mirrored the emotions she could perceive all around - this particular mixture of despair and hope resulting from the prospect of a better life in the near future after a pitiful life and having to witness the collapse of their planet. How bittersweet that they had no idea about how they'd be off even worse once this was over...

Like cattle, the refugees began boarding, passing the do-good-lightsiders who gave them encouraging smiles or a soft arm pat, but Ciri saw exactly what they were doing. They were still studying the passengers on the backs of their minds and so they had to be extra careful with their endeavor.

She was still slightly in front of Cyu and her expressions kept feigning this slight spark of hope the resettlement triggered. She glanced up at the Jedi, carefully masking her presence and curtly meeting his gaze, the perfectly soft, subtly thankful smile tugging at her lips as she passed him. He didn't touch her, which was good, but in general he seemed to treat her like a regular passenger and Cyu, too, would be able to make it past the duo without any issues.

Once aboard, the passengers were spreading and things became a little chaotic, but she replied on Cyu to find her again. For now, she took a seat on an empty table with four chairs, knowing they'd probably be joined soon but they had to play along for now. It didn't take long and before Cyu would reach them, a Twi'Lek mother with a toddler approached, kindly asking whether the others seats were taken and obviously she allowed them to sit with a warm smile. Not yet. For now they had to continue this charade...

@Xorism

 

[Nevizkas]

The stretch before and during their encounter with the Jedi was perhaps the hardest part of the test, given that had they been discovered, the entire operation could have been nullified immediately. Once out of their view the pureblood couldn't help but hold a small smirk across her face at their deception working flawlessly. Without even realizing it they had invited the wolves amongst the sheep, the so-called saviors of Taanab had helped the Sith cause.

Weaving through the busy crowd, the shade of zeltron found herself being bumped into with every step. The concentration required to maintain their cover and not lash out at the next child or infirm that stood on her toes was frustratingly high, but just barely manageable.

With a little bit of luck, an opening appeared and Cyu dove into it which finally gave her the ability to see where the other Sith had wandered off to. Slowly approaching from behind the mother and her infant, she internally lamented this part of the mission. It was still too premature to begin the fun part, but that was quickly approaching.

The small twi'lek baby reached out slowly, intrigued by the reddish hair swaying behind its mother, causing the latter to turn and smile. "Hi there, I think he likes you. You can hold him if you like, I'm sure he'd love it." Cyu glanced at Ciri for a moment as her patience was reaching its breaking point before turning back to the cheerful parent. "No." she replied firmly, leaving no reason as to why nor permitting further conversation on the point.

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

At the seating group, Ciri feigned a quick smile as the mother took her seat but then the Sith appeared to be elsewhere with her thoughts and not necessarily in the mood for a conversation as she kept looking around. For her, the tactic seemed to work, but little did know that the infant was fairly interested in the other Sith.

One tiniest flick of her hand and the problem would be solved...Ciri toyed with the thought repeatedly, especially because she wasn't sure whether Cyutadakyr would be able to handle the situation calmly enough to get out of the situation without raising any suspicions, but with a firm 'No' the mother knew everything she had to know.

The other refugee wasn't in the mood for a chitchat and not interested in holding a little child, this the mother has understood, but fortunate for them they didn't leave in panic to alert others but she humbly nodded, softly whispered something to her kid before she began humming a tune to soothe the brat that hasn't gotten what it wanted.

Ciri watched with mild interest, studying her companion as she worked, but with more and more people piling in, she too was rather frustrated under the neutral surface. They had to play the waiting game and so they did, waiting until a friendly, mechanical voice announced, "boarding completed".

She threw Cyu a short glance before her gaze wandered across the noisy, cheerful crowd who had no idea what was about to hit them. Just a little longer and it was show time. The transport began to rock and Ciri patiently waited for the people to settle down before they could start to locate the Jedi - they probably had to deal with them first before they could thin out the crew.

@Xorism

 

[Nevizkas]

The ship completing its final boarding call and igniting its engines was just the perfect sound to ring in the pureblood's ears after the stroll through the busy crowd. Not only did it signal their imminent departure but also that their real mission was about to begin, which would be far more juicy.

It would have been far easier to attempt to use the force to locate their prey, but alas such attempts would likely also alert them and render unnecessary difficulties for them. Normally Cyu would have been more than happy to offer a challenge to the errant light siders, but this time they would try to cut them down without a noise made to avoid startling the crew or merchandise if they could manage it.

With that in mind, the pureblood stood up and excused herself to signal to Ciri that she would begin looking for her target. The first place she would look would be the medical facility, followed by the mess hall as those seemed like the places a knight might be 'contributing' at least in her mind. Once she had found him, she'd figure out a way to draw the fool away from prying eyes before plunging her blade deep into his chest before he'd ever know what hit him.

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

When Cyu started moving, the mother was still busy avoiding eye contact at all cost. The pitiful creature seemed thankful for the place to sit, yet still not fully comfortable with her company. Not that Ciri cared, but this mundane drama did amuse her a little. She got up as well, paying the mother no further attention and scanned the room instead.

While those lightsiders were mainly supposed to keep the passangers safe, she expected the Galactic do-gooders to throw themselves into some random humanitarian work on board, so with Cyutadakyr heading towards medbay, the Champion might have been on the right track.

She decided to follow her, firstly because she didn't want her to fuck up as she hadn't gained first hand experience of her skills yet, and secondly because she expected the Jedi to be together as well anyway. They had to be sneaky about their kill or else they couldn't safely continue with the crew, so this had to be executed carefully.

They weren't to be found in medbay and so they continued to the mess hall, they would witness something peculiar. Their keen senses in the Force would allow them to pick up how someone used the Force nearby, however as they rounded the corner, they'd found a rather skinny, shady looking guy who telekinetically freed some passengers of their very few belongings.

She shot Cyutadakyr a glance with a raised brow, wanting to assess how she would decide to handle such a situation while she just watched. It was obvious that he'd sense them at some point later on if they wouldn't deal with him, but maybe he would attract the Jedi like a beacon in the night...

@Xorism

 

[Nevizkas]

Having no luck finding the Jedi in the med bay, next she turned to the mess hall in the hopes that they'd at least run across one of them. At first, it was entirely disappointing that they had turned up empty-handed in the prey department but the Sith's keen senses quickly caught a whiff of something quite interesting.

It seemed like they had stumbled across another force-sensitive, someone who wasn't likely to be with or against them considering the petty thievery. Cyu watched from a distance with a small smirk, enjoying the little show that he was putting on as he slipped through the crowds slowly but surely emptying their pockets.

On the one hand she appreciated the fine art that he was undertaking and the skill and practice that he must of put in to do so flawlessly. But on the other hand, their mission took precedence over her own curiosity and therefore whatever happened to him would be of no consequence in the end.

The pureblood watched intently, waiting for the right moment to strike from a distance. The boy relied upon a small distraction on one side before emptying their pockets from the other, a clever trick but one that was entirely vulnerable to interference. Just as he was about halfway through pulling something from the pocket of a small woman, Cyu reached out with the force to gently turn the head of a burly man next to them.

"THEIF" rang out across the mess hall as the large man attempted to grapple the boy, who is much more nimble, and was able to initially evade capture. Jumping and sliding over another table, he thought himself free from his would-be captors before rushing through a double door straight into the hands of the two Jedi.

The man close behind him alerted the Jedi, "This boy is stealing with magic! I saw it with my own eyes!" The younger of the two Jedi turned to the other and grinned. "Master, you were right. You did sense something." With less of a smile, the older Jedi Master briefly looked out over the mess hall as all eyes were pointed in their direction. "Indeed my lucky apprentice. Let us take our new friend elsewhere, away from prying eyes, and find out his story."

Once the doors closed, Cyutadakyr turned back to find the watchful eyes of Ciri gazing back at hers. They'd both likely have the same idea of following the Jedi and hoping to catch them unawares while they were busy dealing with the would-be thief.

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

Ciri attentively watched the scene unfold as the petty criminal emptied another pair of pockets. Did he not know they had Jedi guards on board? Admittedly, everyone was oblivious to the two Sith, but the thing about the Oh-So-Gracious-Jedi had been a set fact known by all passengers, or so she had assumed until then.

She sensed Cyutadakyr's interference as a soft, yet perfectly subtle ripple within the Force before the Jedi already came rushing in, obviously aiming to catch the one who had wronged the others and fight for their pitiful sense of justice.

Nice, Cyutadakyr. Chirikyât definitely approved of the pureblood's doing as she caused just the right chaos by a delicate manipulation within the Force that didn't just attract the foolish Jedi like months to a flame, but even gave them a perfect opening. As they started leading the thief away, she gave her a curt approving nod before she subtly motioned to follow them.

She knew she was thinking just the same even without intruding her mind and so the two of them started the pursuit by making it look like they were just as curious as some other onlookers. She hurried after them, her body swiftly moving like a predator cat as she made her way through the halls, knowing that the pureblood was at her heels and avoiding to raise any suspicions by not looking as though they were actively following.

The Jedi's attention was on their captive and it seemed like they were actually moving him towards some empty chambers up ahead, but this meant that they had to be really quick about it. She threw the other Sith one last glance, the corrupted yellow seemingly burning behind the artificial lenses as she stretched out her fingers.

She'd wait until the Jedi would come to a stop before assuring Cyu was ready as well. Only then did she take the briefest second to violently reach out with the Force and coil it around the Master's to hit him as unprepared as possible. It wasn't like she was slowly constricting his airflow, but violently squeezing his throat as a powerful, dark tendrils were wrapped around it.

This was Cyu's opening to get the other and as there were only roughly ten meter between them, Ciri was already preparing for them to find a way to fight back, hence in her other, free hand she was conjuring sheer energy in form of a force lightning that began to cackle, intending to strike before they could turn around and react.

@Xorism

 

[Nevizkas]

The plan was working well thus far as the Sith were given ample opportunity to chase and corner their prey. The Jedi for their part had incorrectly assumed that they had caught the real culprit and thus were not entirely ready for what surprises lurked behind them.

Chirikyât struck first against the master, leaving his lesser companion for the pureblood to deal with. With a sinister grin and almost in sync with her, Cyu unleashed a barrage of force lightning aimed directly at the knight's torso. The stream of torment and pain inflicted a sudden loss of control as his body withered under the assault.

The cuffed man standing in front of the Jedi was completely taken by surprise also, panicking as his captors came under attack. Scrambling towards the door he found it locked and unwilling to comply, looking back he could only watch helplessly.

Cyutadakyr held the lightning attack while drawing a lightsaber into her main hand and igniting it, ready to defend if the Jedi tried anything although at this rate the battle would be over before it began.

@LadyRen

Spoiler

Roll: 11/20

 

[Ciri]

Beautifully in sync, the two Sith simultaneously attacked the clueless Jedi. Admittedly, the Master's keen senses picked up the sinister forces they commanded before his apprentice did, but even he was slightly too slow to come up with a perfect defense, much like the younger one.

The master gasped as he did still manage to stop the lightning form hitting with his lightsaber, but he couldn't defend against the Force attack as he couldn't simply break her focus now that he had a force lightning to deal with it. Strained and with gritted teeth, he stood there unflinching while Cyutadakyr had sent a lightning for the apprentice.

As Ciri was focused on the master, she didn't fully see what he did, but contrary to her beliefs, he was somehow excellently managing to defend against the Sith with ease, so that when he blocked her lightning, he even mananged to send a force push Ciri's way, so that he swayed her focus to the extent that the lightning faded. Suddenly, it was fairly obvious that their lightsided adversaries were capable fighters...

@Xorism

 

[Nevizkas]

The Knight was certainly fast and managed to react faster than she anticipated to avoid most of the lightning attack as he spun around igniting his saber. The cackling emission caught against the blue blade did not seem likely to continue hurting him and therefore she elected to cease the assault and instead advance upon him.

The Knight confidently held a defensive posture, with his blade extended and ready for whatever this crimson attacker would do. From the side of his mouth, he warned, "Master, we must attack these Sith before they can hurt anyone else." The older master was much more experienced and could sense the power bubbling away like a black tar pit just several meters away. "My apprentice, calm yourself and focus. Trust in the force and do not give in to the moment."

But his confidence in ending Cyu's lightning attack had given the young Knight such a boost that he felt invincible. Advancing to meet the pureblood in the middle and ignoring his master's grumbling. A loud vibrant class erupted as the two blades met, crimson on cyan as rapid strikes twisted and landed against each other at various heights and locations. After a brief flurry of blows, Cyu could tell that she had met a decent match and he was not one that she would easily overpower.

She would need to destroy him with cunning instead, she pondered with a terse smile.

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

Even though the apprentice turned out to be more capable than assuming, it was foolish youthful pride the drove him. He leapt forward and while Ciri's attack had stopped, thanks to his quick interruption of her lightning, she watched the apprentice charge forward while Cyutadakyr already moved to parry.

The master was much more reflected and cool- headed and didn't want to take any chances, thus he moved into a defensive stance while he watched his younger companion make his move. "Stop!", he bellowed loudly, but blinded by his feeling of invincibility, the apprentice pressed on and held his lightsaber against the pureblood's.

A bittersweet smile crossed her lips as Ciri's eyes narrowed on the master. He assumed her, the Sith, to choose aggression, and hoped for his apprentice to stop, but Ciri loved herself a good twist. She extended her hand so as if she'd conjure another lightning she was ready to fire in his direction, but instead did a simple trick.

While the cyan and crimson lightsaber were meeting mid-air, sending violet sparks of energy all around, she reached into the much weaker lightsider and with a simple flick of her wrist, she snapped his neck. Meanwhile, she maintained eye contact with the master who now let our a pained "NO!", before she began charging forward as well. Cyutadakyr was closer to him and would realize how her own adversary just dropped to the ground, but as she was in the master's closer range, she'd had to be ready for him while Ciri prepared a ranged follow-up attack on the new, much stronger target.

@Xorism

 

[Nevizkas]

Cyutadakyr's quarry was spry and confident in his ability to defend against the pureblood's attacks, however pouring his focus into doing so left him woefully unprepared for what Ciri did. With a flick of her wrist, her attack broke his neck and snuffed the light out from him as his lifeless body fell to the floor. This however had the unfortunate side effect of robbing Cyu of her fun, a criminal act if there ever was one but her vengeance would come later.

Before Cyutadakyr could even react and shower the other woman in a piece of her mind, the master struck first with a hefty force push towards both Sith. Cyu withered under the assault, being pushed backward and slammed into the wall. They had apparently picked on a very potent Jedi, and one that was determined to bring them to justice after what he had just witnessed.

The third man in the room, the former captive, ran along trying in a desperate attempt to find another exit but his efforts were in vain as they all remained steadfastly locked.

Winded but not out of the fight, Cyu rolled behind the Jedi in order to create some separation and prepare to make an attack of her own soon. But with her down for now, the master sought to knock out the stronger of the pair before Cyu could return to her feet and Ciri would have her work cut out for her.

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

With the apprentice dead, the master didn't seem to please with the two Sith. She could feel his anger, however powerful as he was, he was good at keeping it at bay and holding onto the light. Still, he was becoming slightly more ferocious and direct in his own pursuits and Ciri also had to realize that he was quite a force to reckoned with.

The Sith usually didn't mind a good challenge, however this was turning into a slight problem as he pushed them off like they were nothing. She didn't hit the wall or the ground, but was definitely skidding backwards a few meters. Clever. He didn't inflict pain on them, yet ensured he was the one in control of the situation.

Growing, Ciri now brought up her lightsaber and ignited the blade. She usually preferred her sorcery and sign casting, but as he was storming at her with the glowing blade, it was easier to use it to parry. While she met his blade in an X, her yellow eyes were piercing right through him, even through the artifical lenses.

The block was what was apperent to the eye, but what she really did was to build up focus as she aimed right for his mind next. She knew he'd resist her, yet it would keep him busy, perhaps busy enough to keep him too distracted to be fully aware of what Cyutadakyr did next.

 

[Nevizkas]

The pureblood watched with intense interest as the two peers went blow for blow. Ciri was proving to be quite the formidable fighter, even against a Jedi Master whose blade swung so very fast its light seemed to blend in with the surroundings. It was oh so very tempting for Cyu to sit back and watch, not only for the entertainment but to also get back at her in a proper petty way for taking away her own fun. But the realization that if the master killed Ciri, there could be none of that, spurred her on into action.

The master realizing the danger he was in, reacted quickly to Ciri's own mental intrusion and tried to put up mental blocks to defend his mind. His offensive action however was lifting one of his hands, and from the tip of his finger did a blinding flash erupted. He could barely look away in time, and if she was caught in its rays, Ciri would be suddenly forced to entirely rely on the force for guidance.

Cyutadakyr was not in the line of sight for the blinding attack and was able to advance rapidly undeterred. With an outstretched arm she called upon the power of the dark side to lash against this Jedi Master, binding his sword arm in a telekinetic grip. For a brief moment, the Jedi was vulnerable, if they could take advantage before his next attack arrived?

@LadyRen

 

[Ciri]

The battle was quickly turning intense and so the Sith's focus was immediately on the Jedi and no where else. Still, he was definitely an enemy that had to be reckoned with and Chirikyât soon also learnt that their adversary wasn't just skilled with his lightsaber, but also very resourceful with the Force.

He was immediately shielding himself from her mental attack, so that the mental intrusion couldn't fully take effect, especially because he suddenly brought forth a beam of strikingly bright light in an instance that took away her eyesight and completely destroyed her focus.

Growling and blind, she relied on the Force for sight and defensively brought her lightsaber in front of her as she sprung back. He had gotten her quite good and this meant she was not in the position to press on right now and was forced to recenter instead. Thanks to Cyu, he did not manage to slash at her, but he was now definitely in an advantageous position with going forth.

@Xorism

Spoiler: roll

3/20 cryyy