Imperial Gauntlet, Final Trial

[The Gatekeeper]

As the darkness faded from each of their visions, the surviving champions would find themselves in a place far unlike anything they'd seen on Korriban before. Perhaps they were no longer even on Korriban, in fact. Halmo'de, Vash, Eisa, Kalladrrl, Jade, Anhur, and Zazai would find themselves in a large circular cavern nearly 50 meters across, just past the lip of a cave leading further down into what seemed to be a mountain. A dais at the far end of the cavern, about 40 meters from the Sith, was raised nearly five meters above the rest of the floor, another cave that was far larger than the one that was behind the Champions jutting out into the darkness. Below this dais, on the ground in front of the Sith, were rows upon rows of bookshelves, though all were empty at this point save a stray tome here and there. The air around them felt odd as well, almost as if there was a faint hint of some kind of power in every breath, reinvigorating them despite the exertions to this point to being in peak condition. Once they were all at this point, though, that faint power disappeared, perhaps as if a small favor was done and now they were on their own.

Impending Violence​

That was when the rumbling started. From the far passageway, the huge one, the sound of thundering footsteps echoed out as an enormous winged reptilian creature stepped from the darkness. It's scales were black as obsidian, it's eyes a burning red as if it's veins coursed with the life of the planet itself. It looked to each of the interlopers in it's home before speaking, it's words shaking off the walls and the very bones of the creatures standing before it. "YOU'RE the ones that invaded my home, slaughtered my followers? You don't look like either army clashing outside my lands. No matter, you will all pay for what you have done! I am Falaghar, Revenge Incarnate! I'll enjoy picking your bones from my teeth!" With that he took in a deep breath. The power radiating off of his draconic form was staggering, something that the Sith had never felt before. What kinds of tricks or secrets did this being have to bring to bear in this fight? It seemed like he was more than just taking a deep breath, with how these waves of power felt to them.

((OOC: Due to the number of people that timed out or were injured, I decided to lump you guys all into one last group. Should be pretty obvious, big angry powerful dragon, seven of you guys. Once this is done, the Gauntlet is over, and the Empress can then give out the prizes. There is no turn order for the Sith side, just a 48 hour total posting time limit for everyone before I post again. Have fun!))

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The Art is from Zeezy, on DeviantArt

 

[Zazai Ta'Resh]

After his duel, his opponent laying on the ground, he found himself wrapped in darkness being pulled away. When his vision returned, he found himself in the company of other Sith who had not been with him in the tombs. His lightsaber was still in his hand, dormant for the time being.

He eyed each of his opponents, having just defeated a traitor he would view them as nothing else. He readied himself to fight once again, but the rumbling caught the group's attention and he turned to face the dark cave entrance. He first saw the burning red eyes in the darkness before the hulking figure came into full view.

Power poured from the dragon as spoke as the air seemed to rush towards him as he inhaled. Zazai had never faced such a beast but had heard tales of such creatures, whether they were true or not time would tell.

Regardless, it seemed foolish to remain grouped up so tightly. Zazai moved quickly to the right as the Dragon finished coming into the cavern. He would be on the Dragon's left side but still kept his distance, ready as he could be for this battle.

 

[Eisa Nimbus]

Curling her lip, as her vision slowly started to return to her the Fiery haired teenager shifted her gaze away from Kalladrl who was still standing in front of her, before looking around the changed surroundings. "Huh, What the Frack happened?" The bemused teen muttered as her gaze crossed and met those of the various other Sith who had now suddenly appeared. Out of the 6 others who were now standing in what looked to be throne room or some sort of court, she only could recognize two the them, Kalladrl whom she had just been having fun with and Halmo'de. Her lips soon shifted into a broad grin as she waved over towards the Sith knight she had worked with beforehand "Oh Hi Hal!!!" she excitably called.

Pursing her lips in thought, something seemed off. The lingering stinging sensation from the Wookie's kick to her rear had subsided, in fact it was if it hadn't even occurred. Then again the more Eisa thought about it, the more she came to realise at how she was now bursting with energy. As if in the space of the lingering minutes that she had been in this new chamber, she had just shot gunned several handfuls of sweets and washed it all down with cans of energy drink. The momentary high spirited buzz was soon short lived as the ground started shaking beneath her.

Turning her attention towards the source of the earth shaking movement, the teen's emerald eyes widened as she regarded the visage of a red eyed black obsidian scaled dragon. The moment of awe held for the beast was soon short lived as the inevitable threat came from it's giant maw. It seemed unlike the first challenge, this one was actually looking for revenge against some injustice that the fiery haired teen knew nothing about, and more to the complete unlikely to ever comprehend it any ways. All she took from the beast's words that he was looking to pick their bones from his teeth.

The fact that he took a deep breath and strange currents of the Force seemed to be rushing towards his maw, also made it somewhat obvious to Eisa, and her underdeveloped mind, that this Falaghar was going to attack them. Reaching her free hand to the small of her back, she retrieved her modified blaster pistol from the holster. Her thumb disengaging the safety as she brought her secondary weapon to bare. Casting one final cursory glance around her surroundings a broad grin crossed her features as the whole scenario seemed vaguely similar to the Assistance required adverts put up by some mercenary, where she and her employer hunted a bull rancor.

Like she did then, she would do now, and take advantage of there being differing levels of attack being directed towards the prey, that was assuming that the other Sith were also going to join in on the fun. With a sudden flash of blackened energy, the teen sprang away from where she was standing and with her natural speed and agility she had vaulted onto the top of one of the book cases, running at great speed as the ran along the tops of the endless rows of bookshelves. Narrowing her eyes as they phased into blackened orbs, she leveled the sights of her blaster pistol on her marked targets. Snapping off a total of four shots, two headed towards the dragon's left eye and furthest away from Eisa as she approached from the beast's right. The remaining two overcharged rounds of blaster fire being aimed at the dragon's right eye. At First the intent was the blind the beast, forcing it to rely on its ethereal senses, which would make it easier for the Sith to distract and confuse the beasts senses. Well that's what she had figured, it worked with the rancor after all, as it swallowed down the blood soaked grenades after it was blinded.

 

[Vash Windrider]

Time seemed to to flow like honey on Hoth for Vash. The fellow competitors of his trial had fallen long before the Sith Knight could bring his skills or sword to bare against them. The second test was so short for the assassin that he past the time meditating, when that didn't work he field stripped and reassembled his pistol. After that he made a small energy ball and bounced it off the wall of bones that held him for how ever long it was taking.

Finally the skulls and bones would shift into darkness and that would seamlessly transport him to this...thrown room, library, maybe tomb ? Whatever the room was it was the least of Vash's concerns as he looked to either side of him at the six other Sith. The last of how ever meany there had been at the beginning. Their auras withing the force would soon pale in comparison to the massive beast the came from across the room.

"Kriff me", Vash muttered low within the safety of the helmet of his Sith armor. The words no sooner leaving his limps then the beast spoke to them and took a breath that seemed to call to it all the air in the room that surrounded them. From his peripheral vision he could the a two Sith scatter. Was that youngling seriously charging this thing ? Vash followed suit with the pure blood and went right. The force willing him to move at twice that of a normal human's ability. The assassin intending to use the red head's brazen attack as a distraction so that he could flank the far left side of the creature and get behind it.

 

[Halmo'de Torobah]

Halmo'de last remembered stopping his blades, fractions of an inch away from his opponent's helmeted head. He awoke on his back, and shot upward, gasping for air, as if he'd been held under water. What caused that feeling I that moment was the concentration of Dark Energy in this new corridor he'd found himself in. Seven Darksiders, all very powerful in their own rights, and something else, that rivaled even their own combined strength. One of which, he was on fair terms with - Eisa, the renegade that blew an entire cantina to hell for him way back when. Her voice was the first he had heard, as he can back to consciousness.

Getting onto his feet, he looked around, and made sure to take an account of the other Sith around him. He took a few steps back, putting the six of them in front of him, or at least in his periphery. He hadn't taken into account yet what that other overwhelming presence in the Force was, before it spoke, causing the cavern to rumble. Halmo'de winced, but did not waste time as the creature made it's introduction, focusing the Force to the soles of his feet and muscles in his legs, for a quick burst of speed or leap, dependent on the creature's attack.

 

[Xornoth Sk'ar]

Xornoth stood victorious over his recent opponent and had been patiently waiting for a fight that came as neither Eisa nor Kalladrrl overpowered the other. His fight had been short and brutal compared to their long and arduous dance that neither side was able to fully take advantage of.

Now once more they were pooled together to fight some massive large beast that seemed fully sure of itself as it bellowed out a threat whilst surrounded by a large group of powerful Sith Masters and Knights. Still, Xornoth had never encountered a beast of this kind before and thus a certain type of sensibility would be called for until it revealed the limit of its capabilities and its vulnerabilities.

He stared down the beast both hands-free from where he landed, calling to the force and waiting to see what opportunities presented itself.

 

[Kalladrrl]

More tricks! He was just starting to get warmed up with that nimble Nimbus, an odd pairing against him, when the Dark Side of the Force seized himself, Eisa and Xornoth, ripping then across space to wherever they stood now, with other powerful users of the Force among them. And the presence of something big. Both massive in size and strength, it looked like the nightmare of one of the krayt dragons of Tatooine, but amplified in every way and also capable of some measure of eloquent speech. It was impressive despite the danger that threatened to overwhelm them all.

Kalladrrl drew the Force to him as he guarded his body with the saber in his left hand, diagonal and down as he strafed around the dragon as he advanced, not wishing to be anywhere within the frontal cone of the beast yet still threatening it, his right hand free to employ the Force as it had been against Eisa, his knees bent and ready to spring in reaction to the creature.

 

[Jade D'ukal]

"Farquaad," Jade mumbled under her breath as she heard the dragon speak, wondering where she had heard the word and why the dragon's name reminded her of it. "Farquaad." She was irritated by her inability to identify what the name meant to her, but with more pressing matters at hand she decided to shelve that thought for now till the dragon, who she had now started calling Farquaad in her head, was dealt with.

Seeing the dragon suck in its breath, and feeling the Force begin warping around it, Jade reacted to all her battle experience that told her that something big was coming. She opened herself to the Force and began running, moving towards her right and getting away from the dragon's line of sight and attempted to flank him on his left.

Sensing the other Sith drawing on the Force, and seemingly getting ready to take on the dragon head on, Jade just shook her head and continued moving. There were times to be direct, and there were times to be smart. This was one of the latter, most definitely one of the latter. Some of the other Sith might be radiating impressive auras in the Force, but till they knew exactly what the dragon's abilities were Jade was confident she needed to observe the dragon to spot some of weakness before making a move. "For now, just need to stayin' alive."

 

[Talion Knylenn/Anhur]

As the darkness faded from his vision, his mind turned to previous the fight or the lack there of to be precise it wasn’t as interesting as he thought it would be and he hoped he would of fought too but he had no time to indulge the past, he prepared for the new challenge ahead of him. He took in the cavern, it was a fairly large chamber, to large to be wholly natural, something or someone had expanded it.

The rumbling gave away something was coming towards them, Anhur didn’t wait for it to arrive before separating from the group and made his away to edge of cave waiting roughly halfway from both cave entrances, seeing the creature he would wait on edge on observing before attack to understand it’s capabilities.

 

[The Gatekeeper]

There was a very easy method to avoiding Eisa's attacks, especially as she was the only one performing one. Falaghar closed his eyes, his eyelids being as strong as the rest of his scales and thus easily dissipating even the enhanced blaster bolts shot at them. He still felt the impact, which was unpleasant, though it wasn't nearly as dangerous as what was probably hoped for. It just served to piss him off even further. Despite his closed eyes, he seemed to still see where everyone was in the room. They would all be receiving a clue as to why in a moment as he unleashed his two attacks. This wasn't the first time he'd fought a group of enemies, even ones with the powers that these all seemed to possess. He wouldn't hold back, part of him still storing power to use at a later time. For now, it was time to show what a Dragon of Earth and Fire could really do.

First, pillars of jagged earth erupted from his sides to encircle the edge of the round cavern, starting from his dais on outwards. This would leave a safe spot directly in a line in front of him as well as on the raised portion of the cavern he was standing on, which was all within melee distance of his large frame. The spikes were made of thick stone, almost like a marble, and varied between being five and ten meters in length, fully covered with razor sharp edges. They would be painful, but avoidable, though they did appear very quickly. They tore through any of the bookshelves on those sides of the room like they were made of paper. Falaghar wasn't done, however. Dragons were known most for their most devastating attacks, after all.

Having already inhaled a deep breath of air the turn before, Falaghar now exhaled just as the spikes were shooting out from around him. Instead of air or even the typical fire that his kind spewed forth, a torrent of magma flowed from his maw down the line in front of him, below his dais. The molten rock was dense and had surprising force to it, it's volume enough to fill the far cave entrance and block it. The bookshelves in the way started to burn and melt into it, the seeming rage of the deep earth itself staying glowing red and liquid instead of cooling, to show it's otherworldly origin. The Sith would be faced with a choice: Contend with vicious spikes of stone, be forced into the magma in the middle, or meet Falaghar in melee combat on his dais, which was the only clear part of the cave right now. If he had this much power to warp the room they were in to a veritable death trap, what kind of skills did he have with his fangs and claws?

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[Halmo'de Torobah]

The soles of Halmo'de's feet felt the rumbling underground just before the stone spikes began jutting from the earth beneath his allies. Using the Force energy he had been storing in his feet and legs, he bolted left, on the opposite side Kalladrrl, to attack both of the dragon's flanks, before flinging himself upward and toward Falaghar. At the height of his jump, which was roughly 15 meters in the air, Halmo'de flung his lightsaber hilt downward toward the left wing of the Jedi, guiding it through the target, aiming at the wing joint that connected the wing to his back, only igniting the blade after it was thrown about ten meters closer to the target; only then, did the 2-meter-length blade setting activate, creating a four meter wide plasma buzzsaw into the joint of the Dragon's wing. He readied his secondary lightsaber hilt in his right hand while he manipulated the blade.

He would eventually have to come down, however, so he'd aim to land on the opposite side of the body, near the right wing.

 

[Eisa Nimbus]

Narrowing her eyes as the ancient beast, closed the membranes that formed his eyelids. Protecting his eyes from taking the full damaging blast of the over charged plasma impacting on the visual organs. The attack may not have had the intended success of permanently blinding the beast, Eisa holstered her blaster hoping that she had done enough to reduce his visual tracking making him reliant on his ethereal senses for the time being. Figuring that it might play to the advantage of the other Sith as they started attacking through the Force, the teen guessing that so much Force activity would be enough to overload his Force sense and make it difficult for him to defend against the concentrated attacks from those who were swarming around the dragon.

Feeling the trembling of the ground through her foot hold atop the wooden structure that made up the bookshelves she was traversing, as the dragon manipulated the earth around him, the power radiating outwards like a shock wave through the Force proceeding the spikes breaching through the ground's surface. With a light burst of energy the teen sprang upwards in anticipation of something projecting up within her proximity to buy her some time to assess any changes to her surroundings and act accordingly.

Casting her gaze downwards Eisa watched as a spire of marble erupted from the ground beneath her, her eyes narrowing as the wooden bookcase buckled and splintered as the strong armature forced its way skyward. Purposefully the teen redirected the Force energies flowing through her and concentrated into her free hand, before directing a Blast of force energy towards the growing peak of the spire headed towards her, the impact reducing the tip of spiked peak into a blunted plateau to grant her a platform to stand upon. Touching down and crouching upon top of the improvised platform, the fiery haired teen plunged her light saber into the stone to provide a some additional stability as the marble spire ground its way to its apex.

Watching from her perch as the dragon continued spewed forth molten magma from his gaping maw, a wild grin crossed the teens features, the sight reminded her of one of her favorite games "The Floor is Lava" Eisa cackled excitably from her perch as it came to a rest. Pursing her lips in thought the teen re focused on her draw of Force energies, allowing herself to become fully imbued with the Dark side, the air around her darkening as the corrupting energies ebbed through her, the dark side imbuing her with increased strength as it fed from her deeply rooted anger and pain. Turning her attention towards the towering spike beside her, her black onyx eyes narrowing as she flicked her gaze towards the dragon briefly. Stretching her free hand out towards the spire, the fiery haired teen reached out through the Force, projecting darkened tendrils of energy from her fingertips and wrapping around the mid point of the stone formation.

Her ethereal grasp tightening as she used the force to wrestle and break the brittle formation free from it's trunk. Her face furrowing in concentration as it finally broken free from its base , leaving a length roughtly short of three meters being held tele-kinetically through the Force. With a focused effort the teen rotated the broken length of the Marble spike so that it's point was directed towards the dragon. With a suede surge of Force energy the levitated spire was cast towards the inner right side of the Dragon's neck like an over-sized stone spear. Whether or not the vicious razor sharp edges of the rock would pierce the scaly hide of the dragon would be one thing, but the blunt force of the impact should be enough to stagger the towering beast to hopefully stun it enough to create an opening for her fellow Sith who were closer in proximity to the beast.

 

[Zazai Ta'Resh]

Already moving forward, he jumped over the spikes as they erupted from the ground and from the Dragon. The room quickly grew warm as it was filled with Lava. One false step and it could be over for any of them, or all of them.

He landed on the dais opposite of the other two Sith. As lightsaber swung from the Dragon's right wing, Zazai lunged forward attacking at the dragon's underbelly on the left side. He remained able to jump back and was wary of the dragon's tail. He also remained vigilant for the attacks of other Sith who somehow thought it would be effective to use things such as blasters against the beast.

Their best bet would be to overwhelm the Dragon and cut at its weak spots before it could overwhelm them. Either way, Zazai doubted it would be a terribly long fight. They would either kill the beast quickly, or they would be forgotten in the ancient place.

 

[Vash Windrider]

The Nightbringer did not bother to look back. Those that made it this far were tested and skilled in the dark side. He continued at a dead run with the aid of the force as he felt more so then heard the rumble of irritation from this mythical beast. As he moved he could feel a shift in the force and then a rumble from the ground. Knowing that hesitation by those of his last trial is how he got here, Vash instinctively jumped as the jagged spiked pillars started to rise from all around him.

His feet touched the top of a bookshelf as he heard the young red head yell like a child of the floor turning to lava. Again the assassin didn't think only reacted. His legs still cocked in a squatting position atop the bookshelf, he leaped into a wide arching back flip. As he came back with his legs he would corkscrew in mid air to face his foe, landing between the two massive legs.

The momentum carrying the Knight forward as he landed. Vash ignited the lightsaber hilt still in hand, allowing the duel phase blade to extend to nearly two meters. He swung upward to hopefully pierce the in theory softer flesh and scales of the ribs and belly as he continued underneath to the center of the creature.

 

[Xornoth Sk'ar]

Xornoth leaped to the side out of the incoming path of magma before moving ever closer toward the large beast as it terraformed the arena around them. Such a large mighty beast would require their combined efforts and with several Sith making their way forward to enter melee with the creature.

Xornoth drew upon the force with both arms extended and shot a powerful blast of force lightning toward the dragons face with the intent to blind or distract it while his allies were committed.

Xornoth took care to avoid the path of magma as it began to fill the area behind him.

 

[Kalladrrl]

Well, what an absolutely threatening beast they faced! Two modes of attack at once, a torrent of magma issuing from its maw as it manipulated the earth to shift and twist it at its pleasure. It's connection to rock and stone meant lightning was straight out; if it could control rocks then no doubt it would be galvanized against electric AL attack. And so Kalladrrl continued to close, stepping up onto Falaghar’s dais with his own prodigious steps, massive compared to the other warriors of the Empire and yet dwarfed by this creature of horror. As he took his first step onto the dais, the Wookiee deactivated his lightsaber. His next steps brought him to bear on the creature’s right side, behind his front leg.

He closed with the creature’s limb, bending his knees before he leapt, his momentum directed more horizontally than vertically, just enough to clear the ground, wrapping his powerful legs around the creature’s limb, muscles and reactions trained both by experience and by evolution. He hugged himself to Falaghar’s leg as the claws of his right hand extended to dig into the scales of the dragon as he pointed the emitter of his lightsaber clear of his own body parts and pressed the activation stud, aiming to skewer the creature's leg with the blade of plasma.

 

[Talion Knylenn/Anhur]

Anhur observed the blaster bolt hit creature apparently doing nothing to harm hit but he did feel the impact, maybe something like his thunder slug could get through but a lightsaber would be the batter option with likely being able to pierce its hide.

Anhur saw his first attack coming towards him, he rolled a few meters towards the centre to avoid the quickly approaching pillars of jagged earth. So now he knew the creature had control over earth around them, to turning back to the creature it was spewing lava from it’s gaping jaw, it had made a bowl to corral them into the lava, pull his lightsaber from his hip he charge towards the dragon following the edge of the jagged wall of stone he created to his dias, hoping lave before it filled the bowl.

 

[The Gatekeeper]

Perhaps the combination of earth-based attacks had surprised Jade, though this brief hesitation would cost her greatly. Her reflexes would have her dodge the spikes, yet it led her to jumping right into the middle of the room at the same time the dragon gave it's magma breath. Her scream was cut short as she was encased in molten lava, disappearing under the flaming fury. She was not dead, instead her consciousness returning to her body as she suddenly snapped awake in the sands of Korriban, beside the other failed contestants and the two Exiles who had been encased in coffins since their initial exploration of the Catacombs. She would know that her time in the Gauntlet was over, though for the others still fighting all they would see is her horrible flaming apparent death. A good lesson, as even though this was all ultimately an illusion it certainly seemed and felt real. It would take some time for the burning sensation on Jade's skin to fade from how real it felt, but it certainly wasn't lethal.

As for the others, they chose interesting attacks, though some were more effective than others. Lightsabers in general didn't seem to do much damage, as Falaghar's scales were tough enough and heat resistant enough to not only dissipate enhanced blaster bolts with minimal effect but to also survive extended dips in magma. Each lightsaber strike was just as uncomfortable as the blaster bolts had been, but even the scales underneath his body were able to mitigate most of the damage to him. The lightning was easily grounded due to his elemental affinity, doing even less damage. It would take multiple strikes with a lightsaber to pierce the dragon's hide, the Wookie's attempt being the closest to doing so yet still being deflected before it could fully pierce. This caused the most damage so far. The stone pillar thrown at him made some damage from the impact, but it didn't break the scales. The pain was like gnats at this point, bordering on larger bug bites, but if it kept up his focus might be affected.

Then it was time for Falaghar to strike. He let out an ear-piercing roar that reverberated though the room, an intensity to which any unprotected ears would suffer greatly at hearing it. At the same time he redirected his control over the Earth to the dais he was standing on. Instead of creating spikes, he instead turned the stone into quicksand. Anyone standing on it would start to find themselves sinking into what had been solid ground just a moment before. Between the scream and the turning of the dais into quicksand, which happened within moments of each others, the Sith would again be forced into a choice on what to defend against. They may have the numbers but this beast was a literal force of nature. If they expected a quick and easy fight, they were mistaken. While it was clear that the dragon was holding back, it was unknown for how much longer he would be.

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((OOC: Wit timed out, so his character is out of the fight. Good attacks so far, you're making headway, so it'll be interesting to see what you do next. Depending on what you do, we might have a surprise next round.))

 

[Eisa Nimbus]

A frown formed over the young teens face, as frustration was starting to build within her. She had hoped that the razor sharp marble spear she had formed from the spike that had formed beside her would have had done more damage than what it appeared to have. Pursing her lips in thought from her improvised perch, the teen started to concentrate on what over options where open to her, her eyes scanning over the other Sith as they battled the dragon, and all their attacks seemed to barely just scratch the surface. Eisa needed to slow down and think about her actions rather than pulling purely on her instincts, a rare feat for her indeed. But it would appear that it would perhaps take longer for her to form a strategy, as a deafening scream thundered around the chamber, originating from the dragon.

Pressing her hands against her ears to dampen out the noise, the teen furrowed her brow as she glared towards the Dragon, her eyes narrowing as she watched the stone platform it was standing upon somehow turn into sand. Fortunately she was safe standing upon the unaffected pillar beneath her, but the other Sith who were closer to the beast might not be. Making the need to think all the more important, whilst she continued to protect her ears the young teen looked back to the various tomes of Force based knowledge she had captured during her mission to Ossus to raid the archives. There was one element that she had read about within one of the ancient Jedi texts that she had photographed on her return journey to the Sith Stronghold. She couldn't recall the name of the ability, but it entailed using the Force to be able to read the finer intricacies of the currents of the force to highlight structural weak points and fault lines within everything that was bound to the living force.

Having not attempted it, but only simply read about the ability, the fiery haired teen figured that given the situation. A slim chance of it working was better than no chance. Closing her eyes she reached out fulling into the Force, her eyes slowly visualizing the the various threads that interconnected the Force to everything both living and inanimate, her gaze through the Force narrowing as she focused on the towering winged beast that was standing upon the now sand platform. Following the various threads the teen worked her way following the maze like threads that gradually lead towards one in a series of tight knots spread about within the dragon's core, the teen figured that this must be a weak point that could be exploited and targeted.

Now how could she get to the weak point she had identified? There must have been something else among the information she had secured and copied, something that could pierce through the elemental nature of the creature they were attacking. She needed a Force based ability, that could cut through the very elements that the Force was bound to. The air around the teen darkened as she continued to wrack her brains looking for a solution, getting increasingly frustrated as she tried to put together all the various pieces within her mind. Her body was soon enveloped within a thick black shroud of rippling currents of corrupted energy that emanated from her as the Dark side feasted on her building frustration as well as the deeply routed anger and pain within.

Then through a moment of clarity, realisation set in The Spear of Midnight Black! It was hidden among the ancient dark Jedi scrolls, an ability that focused the sole use of the dark side of the Force, into a concentrated arc of dark energy that was not bound to any form of element but through its concentrated energy it formed a spear. Opening her eyes in the realisation, the fiery haired teen regarded the other Sith as they adjusted to the change in their footholds. Whilst she focused on drawing upon and concentrating all the Dark Side energies that she could muster into her free hand. The more she focused the lighter the air around her became, as the rippling currents of her dark aura seemed to travel across her body and concentrate into the palm of her hand. Slowly the black rippling concentrated mass in her hand started to stretch out and elongate into a jagged ark of black energy.

Taking a deep breath the young teen focused her gaze on the Dragon, narrowing her eyes as she visualized where the earlier identified shatter point was within the great beast, trying to trace it with through her own visual means of sight. Satisfied that she had the right location, Eisa drew her arm backwards, winding herself back to throw the spear formed of concentrated dark side energy, her ear picking up on the dark crackling energies passing beside her head. With a loud grunt the teen lunged her arm forwards, casting the bolt of pure concentrated Dark side energies towards the closest shatter point. As the teen watch the flung projectile hurtle towards Falaghar's right shoulder joint, she couldn't help but feel strangely satisfied that she had been able to pull off such feats, by having just recalling from what she had read during her transit back from Ossus. Whether the newly mastered abilities stuck were of course an other matter all together, time will tell.

 

[Kalladrrl]

The roar reached his ears and pain ripped through him at the sheer intensity of its volume and his proximity to its source, but pain was easy fuel for the Dark Side of the Force and Falaghar had given his enemies plenty of that already. Kalladrrl growled in frustration at his lightsaber’s inability to find purchase within the creature’s flesh, the damn scales providing a layer of protective that ablated even the dreaded energies that emanated from the weapon of a Sith. As he clung, he had a thought. A dangerous thought to be sure, but this was a Gauntlet and a trial of danger. He gathered the Force to him as best he could while clinging to Falaghar’s leg like it was a tree trunk before he acted, stowing his lightsaber.

Kalladrrl spun his left leg away from its position as a brace on Falaghar, pushing off with his left as he reached up with his right hand, extending his vicious claws in mid-spin to attempt to hook into one of the scale’s on the creature’s frontside, wrenching downward with his weight, the power of the Force enhancing his strength to levels beyond even what his people would consider mighty, attempting to pry one of the monumental scales apart from its fellows, his left hand following the right as he clung again to the beast in a different way than before. He would make a hole for the other champions to utilize and occupying the cyclopean beast’s attention.