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<div align="center">Khavaal
Vs.
Hayvan</span></div>
'Ladies, Gentlemen and homaphrodites! Welcome, to the Grand Tournaments' Grand Finals!' Tonight, you are welcomed to observe a most historic battle! We have here hired mercenaries and soldiers from all corners of the galaxy, here to fight each other to the death! But that isn't even the main attraction, no, no, no...What we have for you...is even more spectacular...
Here we are on Dorin, a world whose air is poisonous to most, a harsh unforgiving world if I ever saw one. And amidst this battle, the duel between finalists Hayvan and Khavaal will take place. If you are having trouble spotting them out, we have them highlighted on your personal viewing screens...now! Highlighted in green is the terrible armored Sith, Khavaal. And in blue is the Jawa, Hayvan.
And without further ado, let the battle...BEGIN!'
As if by a secret, unworded command, the battle began raging all around Khavaal. He had specifically asked for his troops to be modeled after his own Sith soldiers, armor-clad in black and crimson plates, wielding terrible heavy repeaters. Supporting these troops, several armoed carriers moved into the fray, the huge hovering vehicles carrying infinately more troops to the front lines as their heavy front cannons wasted huge paths in the enemy ranks. And at the front lines of it all, Khavaal stood as he always did, his heavy armored body preventing the lethal gas from entering his system, Lightreaver in hand, the crimson blade a rallying call to all of his troops.
'Let battle be joined...'
Vs.
Hayvan</span></div>
'Ladies, Gentlemen and homaphrodites! Welcome, to the Grand Tournaments' Grand Finals!' Tonight, you are welcomed to observe a most historic battle! We have here hired mercenaries and soldiers from all corners of the galaxy, here to fight each other to the death! But that isn't even the main attraction, no, no, no...What we have for you...is even more spectacular...
Here we are on Dorin, a world whose air is poisonous to most, a harsh unforgiving world if I ever saw one. And amidst this battle, the duel between finalists Hayvan and Khavaal will take place. If you are having trouble spotting them out, we have them highlighted on your personal viewing screens...now! Highlighted in green is the terrible armored Sith, Khavaal. And in blue is the Jawa, Hayvan.
And without further ado, let the battle...BEGIN!'
As if by a secret, unworded command, the battle began raging all around Khavaal. He had specifically asked for his troops to be modeled after his own Sith soldiers, armor-clad in black and crimson plates, wielding terrible heavy repeaters. Supporting these troops, several armoed carriers moved into the fray, the huge hovering vehicles carrying infinately more troops to the front lines as their heavy front cannons wasted huge paths in the enemy ranks. And at the front lines of it all, Khavaal stood as he always did, his heavy armored body preventing the lethal gas from entering his system, Lightreaver in hand, the crimson blade a rallying call to all of his troops.
'Let battle be joined...'